This is from a student of tango. Enjoy. -Nicholas
We danced a Tanda. I was very nervous, and saw that I approached this as a test rather than as an opportunity to enjoy.
There were moments in that Tanda where I completely relaxed and gave myself totally to the musical partnership. There were times I didn’t know what to do, but also times when I was really tango-ing without having to know what I was doing, relaxing totally into the Tango embrace.
One moment I particularly remember was transcendent. Hard to describe. We had adjusted our embrace. I was aware of the wool of his jacket and the humidity of our bodies. Being in the essence of that, not being afraid of the intimacy of the contact. Not being afraid to perform some gestures with my feet to the music without having to know if it was the right thing to do — no “knowing”or “not knowing,” just being in the moment with another human being with complete trust.
That experience was entirely contained in the dance and when we stopped to talk in the breaks between songs, we were no longer in that universe — not that the sublime moment was lost and distance returned, just that the dance was one kind of relationship and two people talking was another.