Mari Travels with Tango

The morning after my first performance as a leader, and like after any extreme experience, the colours are brighter, the sounds clearer and the sensations stronger than before. It is interesting how one seems to need the temporary discomfort to recognise and appreciate all the good things in one's life : the freedom to explore, the safety provided by material and emotional security, and the unwavering support of one's friends. For once, the constant demands on myself to do more, concentrate better and express myself with more honesty have quietened down. Perhaps it is just the adrenaline being replaced by endorphins, but the afterglow certainly makes me understand why people voluntarily do scary things!

In the life of a tanguera, some occasions are like stepping stones when crossing a river. You have your doubts about getting to the other side without falling in and getting swept away by the fast running current, possibly hurting yourself (or your ego ) in the process. At the very least, you know you will be getting your feet wet. Still, you know there is no turning back. If you want to stay open and keep discovering, you must cross that river.