Love, Sex, Tango.

Rumi -
“We have fallen into the place where everything is music…
Open the window in the center of our chest
And let the spirits fly in and out.”

LOVE is the Driving Force that calls us to ourselves.
Big. Agape. God.

Love, which opens the heart beyond borders and boundaries.
Love, which says YES in spite of cautionary phrases coined by fear.
Love - an open embrace for sentient beings everywhere.

I have fallen in love.
My lover is the dance.

Tango.

We are inseparable.
I am enraptured in Tango’s embrace.
In it, I find my truest self.

There is no man as grand as Tango.
No woman as Divine.

Tango is a vacuum where two flawed humans allow Perfection.
Connection.
Intentional co-creation.

Is it any wonder that I should leave the Milonga in Love with the World?
Is it any surprise that I run, head long into the wind saying Yes to Love?
To Life!

At times, the expansion I find in Tango is followed by a contraction of equal magnitude.
I find myself weeping when the connection is lost and I am back at home in my humanness.

More than ever, I see that grounding is essential.
More than ever, I am compelled to honor the practices which bring me back to feeling whole, as an individual.

I breathe.
I stretch.
I sit.
I nurture.

When we float in the etheric plane, we often deny connection with the earth, which leaves us vulnerable to falling off our axis time and again.

My Tango focus today is to stay grounded in the lower body and float in the upper body. That way I can taste heaven and earth in one delicious bite (and become a better dancer.)

This morning I am contemplating Love and Sex, Sex and Love, and how to navigate the waters of the two.

We are sexual beings,
We like to get our groove on.

We can retreat and run from our physical desires and live a life of self-imposed celibacy.
We can lie to ourselves and deny our deepest yearning; a means of self-defense.

We can choose shallow, first stage sex without much meaning…
Until we discover The Divine connection of Sacred Communion.
After that, anything less seems (to me) a waste of time.

There is nothing either good or bad but thinking makes it so.” - Shakespeare

This morning, I considered living as a nun.
Taking the ammo out of the gun.
But telling myself, “You won’t get none,”
Left me feeling a bit undone.

=)

What is a body to do?
I have no concrete answers today, but I am hearing my inner guidance.

“Do Nothing.
Allow your Good to Flow.
And keep it in your pants.” =)

Whenever two or more or gathered in the name of LOVE,
It is there,
Magnified beyond comprehension.

So when making my to do list for today, I’m sure to include:
Love.
Love.
Love.

AND…
In this moment, I am aware of fear.

I feel like I’m free falling through space.
Not quite sure how to process issues that Tango is making me face.

Since the dance has taken hold of me, I can no longer hide from myself.