Tango - I can’t dance
By DelMio Editor
March 18th, 2008 | Leave a comment
When I received the assignment for an exploration on a book called Tango, I was a little apprehensive. I mean, I enjoy a challenge, but I’ve never been what one might call an able dancer.
Which is to say, in a circuitous fashion: I can’t dance.
And not in the typical, self-deprecating way most people say they can’t dance. It’s impossible for me to move my hips independently of the rest of my body. I think it’s a bona fide medical condition. Ask my doctor.
But I can read, and reading Tango makes me wish I could dance. Jeannette Potts — the self-described Dr. Tango — writes about the connections between the sensuous tango and life writ large: the interconnectedness and beauty of life that people so often fail to see; the importance of trust and kindness in relationships; and the idea that we all need to take a breath and stop thinking about everything and just experience life.
More on that later.
But as I move on with this project, perhaps I’ll learn a few new moves (or any moves, really). Shall we?
