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A Conversation

Tango often feels like a loop, as though you keep revisiting things over and over and over again, except continually through a new lens, through new insights, through new understandings. It's like having the tools to pass a level at a rudimentary level at the first go, then once you've covered the breadth of the landscape, going over the level again, this time with a deeper level of sophistication, ever shaping and shaping and crafting and toying with new ideas and refining that skill on the pottery wheel.

Is something ever shiny enough? Probably not, it's a continuous and continual process. 

An area I would want to explore is the concept of a conversation. Dance is a conversation, we have good conversations, bad conversations, moments of silence and moments where you can't get the words out of your head or mouth fast enough. With each partner you see this range of what is being said, sometimes we even dabble in other languages, if you're at that level. 

Yet someone's Babel may be another's indistinguishable Swahili. This at the end of the day is why Tango is the beast that we keep trying to master. Because every time we step into its waters, we have a different conversation. As we spend hours on the phone through teenage years with best friends and lovers, this Tango conversation never ends, we never tire of it, and never want to tire of it. 

Finding someone you can have this conversation with though, and never tire of it? Being forever intrigued? That's humanity, that is life. That is priceless. A beautiful thing, and something you should never let go of. Neither should you ever stop shaping your own conversation, as a follower, as a lead, as anything in between. 

Never settle. Always have a conversation. 

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