As I watched the expert tango dancers twirl and kick their legs I couldn’t help but feel intimidated. I am always up for a challenge, but I was only one lesson in when I decided to attend the Milonga. It is a gathering for all the tango community to come together and dance. There are tables and chairs that line the room so the women can chat until being invited to dance. My moves were clumsy and each time I finished a dance I thought to grab my bag and make for the door. What was I doing there? Everyone had danced around 3-5 years at the low end. But I danced through the discomfort.
The following day I arrived to a beginner yoga class at the gym where I wanted to refresh my basic postures. I can remember the first time I tried yoga the ‘rest’ pose downward dog was so difficult for me. In those earlier days there was this awesome girl at the front of the class who was doing postures I couldn’t imagine possible. This morning I looked back at the rest of the class in the mirror and I realized after 4 years of practicing power yoga that I had become that girl I admired doing crazy moves effortlessly.
Last night I danced from 9pm – 1am. I was by far the ‘least’ experienced in the room, but I had one thing in common with the rest. I love this dance! I embrace the steps required to achieving the desires of the heart. There is no magic bullet that will take me from stepping on feet to twirling my legs with grace. This process like many others takes time, practice and commitment.