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León en el Sol - The Lion in the Sun


"To touch is to open us to a story we have not yet heard, to an unworked work, a narrative without a beginning and an end. [ . . .] 'Touch signifies 'being in the world' for a finite being." (Derrida 2000, 161).


León en el Sol
The Lion in the Sun

The Lion, a visiting guest of my regular teacher, held me like he'd known me all my life. Every time I danced with him, at a milonga or in classes, or during the lesson, he smelled like "outside". I have the quoted because I don't know how to describe it. The smell of sun on leaves? A bit like that.

His embrace was pure warmth. No hesitation. No self-consciousness. No vanity. We just worked, and danced, and worked, and laughed, and danced some more. It was like dancing outside when you're a child that doesn't know to be self-conscious - warm, bright, energizing, playful. I don't think I learned a single new pattern during the lesson or the classes. We focused on embrace and posture, which of course makes everything else possible. Most importantly, I learned to trust myself. Even to relax and get free of my inner critic for a little while. That was the first lesson where I could quiet "the voice of doom" that chants "ohnoI'mdancingwithateacher". The same voice that tells me I'm not good enough/strong enough/graceful enough.

For the duration of the lesson at least, I didn't feel like I needed to be embarrassed by my emotional response to the music. So as much as I could, I held him the way he held me - like a long lost friend.

I learned to follow his breathing - though we didn't talk about that. It just came out of the time dancing. It was something I used to do/know and somehow forgot it for a time - listening and feeling for my partner's breathing. There's so much information there.

We worked hard, covered a lot of ground, and spoke very little. Laughed a lot. The more I shared of myself in the music - the more he shared, and the more I learned. It was a relief to dance to the music - and not to the voice of the inner critic. (At least until the camera started rolling. But one takes what one can get.)

Comments

Tango Therapist said…
Lions purr (sounds like a Harley, they say). Kittens purr. There is a lot of purring going on here! :-)
Marika said…
Tango Therapist - Yep, there was a fair amount of purring on my part I must admit. (Again, until the camera started rolling. *sigh*) Now to keep that purring sense of contentment no matter who I'm dancing with - that's the real work to be done.
happyseaurchin said…
wow...
what a recommendation!
nicest compliment i've heard
hope he's aware of it :)
Marika said…
happyseaurchin: I believe he is aware of it, but between our language barrier and my tendency to be somewhat incoherent after really nice dances, I think he would have gotten the impression from my embrace rather than my words to that effect. ;-)

I know I have danced with other leaders who made me feel much the same way, but I think I've never been at a point in my life/dance to really receive that gift before now. It wouldn't have made any sense to me a year ago - or even 6 months ago.

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