You know that state of mid-day antihistamine induced nap? The one where you are asleep because you have to be, because your body has been taken over but your mind is still amazingly active? Creating lifelike and intensely colorful dreams? I had that yesterday.
It was a tango. I don't recall the actual music, but it was deep and sensual and languid. He invited me into the embrace, and I knew it would be a memorable dance. We were somewhere unutterably mundane...the parking lot of the grocery, outside the tango hall, someplace with little magic. I was so surprised he wanted to dance with me, and also calm, as if it were inevitable. And from the moment we joined our embrace, the barriers melted away and I could hear his intention as it were my own, and the music welled up and around us, and my body and his body moved something living and it was perfect.
And still, in my thinking-dreaming mind, I wondered if I was good enough.
Unkind jackel living in there.
3 comments:
I'm happy to see how much you're loving tango. You have a way to relate it to many things, but I can see from here that it really makes you happy!
mmmmm....tango.... I've been dreaming of tango lately... wanting to put together a burlesque tango bit with a friend....
Yep, we all have the jackal. bes to be kind to it, I reckon - shouting at it only makes it madder. It's only afraid, after all.
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