As many of you already know, I have been taking tango classes with Chelsea Eng at City College for a while now.
This particular class has connected me with different parts of my body, and taught me to put my attention to each movement to understand and feel my body in new ways. I am learning how to listen to my body and let it move with controlled freedom. It is not easy. If I don’t control a little bit of that freedom, my feet go bananas. And everybody knows that “bananero” feet don’t look pretty at all.
I am also enjoying the bar exercises, so much fun that I find myself at work practicing the boleos and ochos. I have four counter height tables line-up at work, so is very easy to do the exercises while waiting for the machines to scan. It helps that nobody is in the room, too. Speaking of boleos, they are one of my favorites movements. One of the things I would like to accomplish with the dance is to develop a very nice and natural looking boleo. It will take me lots and lots of time and work, I know.
The tango classes has woken up feelings in me and cultural memories that would be sleeping inside me otherwise. Tango is my medicine when I feel homesick, when I miss my culture. It reminds me of what I am and where I come from. It is my therapy away from home, both mental and physical.
Music, dance, nostalgia, pride, fun, body knowledge, workout … all combine in my tango class. What else can I ask for?