Lessons of tango: leading

Yesterday I led.

Yesterday I experienced the wondrous feeling of being fully read.

Someone got me, understood me, someone trusted me. Someone responded to my hints and signals. 

I learnt that while my core was engaged, and the energy right and the subtle invitation in play, I could trust a response. Not rejected, but received. Not feared, but welcomed. Not misread, but embraced in a story of clear lines and intentions.

I was making decisions, and so was she.

I learnt that “leader” and “follower” are mere functional labels, a handy framework. What was revealed to me in the briefest of walks was that, once again, this is a conversation.

A place of truth. The only possible place for this dance.