Magical Chest

I’m sad.

I just came back from a tango lesson. I so want to dance tango… and have no dance partner.

Today was the first lesson of the year at a local tango club. I went to see if maybe there was some guy there I could dance with. There were five(!) women without a dance partner instead. :-(

Some of the advanced dancers had come to help out. I danced with an elderly gentleman who was really good. It was such a pleasure to dance with him. Everything was flowing harmoniously. I felt like I was the Sun.

He said I’m talented and absolutely have to find a dance partner and take classes. They accept only couples. But I can’t find anyone who wants to dance in my area.

I’m feeling so deeply in love with tango now, and so sad. I want to dance so much. Tango argentino has been a big passion of mine for years now, but I haven’t found any suitable partner til now.

Instead of attending the classes with a partner, I could take private lessons and just go to dance alone. But I wouldn’t be dancing enough for my taste. I don’t want a partner only to be allowed to attend the classes. I want a partner to really dance a lot. I’d love to dance an hour a day. Or only half an hour. But every day. I love tango. I know exactly how I want to dance. I can see it when I close my eyes. I can see how we move, the clothes we’re wearing, everything! I even described it in my scanner’s daybook. I’d love to find a partner who shares my vision and is just as motivated as I am.

In the past, I got so frustrated at this situation that I just gave up tango altogether. But I can’t stand it. I need to dance or else I feel dead inside. I tried bellydancing, because that’s something I can do alone, and I was hoping it would replace tango. Bellydancing is great too - but I still want tango.

I guess I’m focusing too much on the lack of dance partner, so that’s exactly what I keep attracting: a lack of dance partner.

I hate the Law of Attraction sometimes!

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