Almost every time I go dancing, I am reminded of how the mind craves stillness.  In the absence of turbulence, peace reigns.  When peace reigns, collaboration thrives.  In tango, the process if surrender is discussed endlessly; what it is, what it means, how to achieve it.  To get there, we have to stop thinking of steps; stop anticipating moves;  release the hold our ego has to exist independently of the other.

When I embrace my partner, Johanna ceases to exist, and a shape-shifter takes her place; a being that absorbs my partner’s energetic expression in order to complete his thoughts and motions.  I am filled by him and the music, and he in turn is filled by my bliss.