I belonged to a little dance troupe of ballroom dancers many years ago. One morning, my tango partner didn’t show up for rehearsal, and that’s when I fully realized how true it is that it takes two to tango.
The tango is a balancing act. One dancer supports the other, and as they do their little kicks, weaves, and dips, it becomes two people dancing as one.
Dancing without a partner is not the tango.
Over the years, it has become increasingly obvious to me that all of life is a tango.
Every facet of life balances on every other, weaving together into one. Pause for a moment, just one moment, and notice the dance that is life.
As I paused, I glanced outside and saw the trees dancing in the wind, each dipping and swaying in its own unique style. The pines, with their full green skirts, almost looked like they were doing the hula.
The fog that came in before the rain this morning wore a beautiful gray dress. After spending a few hours weaving through the trees, it made its exit.
Birds are hopping. The stream flows, and raindrops gather into puddles that twinkle in the wind and reflect the dancing trees.
Every pause reminds us that nothing dances alone.
However, we cannot describe, understand, or even imagine all the beauty and finesse of the infinite movement that is the dance of Life.
Within each symbol of Life, we can see an infinite universe that moves in absolute harmony.
With its unimaginable movement intertwined into one, our galaxy is only one among billions that also move together in perfect harmony.
All this life—so profoundly infinite—moves together with perfect precision, and yet we so often believe ourselves in charge or that we are not always needed as partners in this dance.
However, it’s impossible for any deep thinker not to realize that Life is an infinite symphony directed by the Master Conductor, in which we are all integral notes that must be played for the song to be complete.
A single note is not lost in a symphony. It doesn’t lose its individuality as it blends into the song.
It is only when individual notes play together that a symphony results. An instrument comes in and then pauses. Another soars with the high notes. A symbol clashes and reverberates. This is what we expect with music.
If I were the gong player or the bell ringer, I would know when my turn came and that the music wouldn’t be the same without me.
Life is one grand symphony, a dance, a song, each of us individual notes moving together like a wave rolling across the ocean, fed by one drop of water at a time.
We know we can’t do anything by ourselves. The good news is that we are never without a partner.
Even on that day at rehearsal, noticing my struggle, the team devised a solution.
We rotated partners for the day.
Not only did we all learn the value of having a partner, but we also learned how different partners danced, which expanded our individual abilities.
I could have refused, sat down, and not danced, or left in a huff, upset at my partner. Instead, I stayed, felt the support, and experienced a new way to look at dance.
When we see ourselves outside the grand choreography of Life’s dance and declare that events must go our way, or that we can only dance with some people, that people let us down so we must feel angry, we have put on blinders to the dance and earplugs to the music that is always present.
The Truth is, we are never without countless partners supporting us in unimaginably complex ways.
From the atom-like substances that make up our being to the infinity of the cosmos, we are dancing as One.
Is there a more glorious song and dance than that?
I went slightly crazy with this idea and made things to go along with it, just in case you like the idea:
Life is A Dance Tees and Sweatshirts
Life Is A Dance Coffee Mug
Love this: " Every pause reminds us that nothing dances alone."