Dancing with the Unknown

When I walked into my first Argentine tango class almost a year ago, I had no idea what I was searching for, but I inadvertently stumbled upon something I had been longing for. I had spent years in overdrive, hustling at work, with my unruly horse and at home. Tango confronted me with how I show up relationally—often trying to anticipate outcomes, striving to control a situation, trying to be good for my partner—all efforts in doing rather than being. I saw where I at times I waffled in decisions, not always trusting myself to commit to one confident step. Leaning how to follow in the dance, instead of leading, felt vulnerable and hard.