Argentine Tango. Most likely, the first picture coming to your mind is a man and a woman dancing sensually with straight postures and dramatic facial expressions. Maybe, the man is even biting on the stalk of a rose.
Yes, posture is important. Yes, there is drama, sometimes. Roses, to be honest, we usually leave them on the tables. Underneath, Tango is a dive into the body and the emotions. It is a wordless communication between two persons (who can also be two men or two women). It takes two to tango. Yet, this connection goes beyond the couple. “Los tangueros” and “las tangueras” navigate all together around the dance floor, “la pista”, in one, two or three lines, careful of each other. You watch my back and I watch yours.
Tango opens up a space to explore our body and our heart. It is e-motions, energy in motions triggered by profound music. The melancholy of the universal quest for love is expressed in a sensual corporal language, constantly refined with precise communication techniques. It takes two to tango. Still, the more we explore and develop our own balance, the more we can trust, let go, and find freedom in the couple. This embodied search for our balance takes us to a unique form of connections.
Tango is Presence. All our senses engage, leaving no space for thoughts but fully engaged in an intuitive journey. When being shared with our partner on all levels of physics, emotions, and energetics, it brings us to a special experience.
I will always remember the first time I felt I was leaving the current space and time dancing Tango. We were moving around the wooden floor, among the other dancers. There were pillars connecting the floor and the ceiling in the middle of the room, tables aligned in the square defined by the walls. We were dancing in the room of an old music school, among the ghosts of all the artists who exposed themselves over the years. I was completely letting go in the embrace. “El Abrazo” in Spanish. One dance. Two dances.
Suddenly everything disappears… There is no leader, no follower. Only togetherness. The melody coming from ancient age and place envelops us. The pillar disappear. The tables disappear. The floor disappears. Even our bodies disappear. Only our souls remain dancing in an undefined time and space, completely free from physical matters. The last note of the fourth song comes to remind us that it is the end of our “tanda”, the set of four tango songs marking the start and the end of a turn before changing partner. We open the embrace and I see him. I completely forgot who he was… his age, his physical appearance, his name. I completely forgot who I was. It was not about him and me.
A free spirit was born from this unique meeting, in this unique place, at this unique moment.
Us. Here. Now.
Author: Elodie Labonne
Picture credit: Lars Schmidt