replay replay replay
i play this tune, over and over again. sigh...
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Buscándote
Vagar...
Con el cansancio de mi eterno andar,
Tristeza amarga de la soledad Ansias
enormes de llegar.
Sabrás...
Que por la vida fui buscándote,
Que mis ensueños sin querer vencí
Que en algún cruce los dejé.
Mi andar apresuré
Con la esperanza de encontrarte a ti,
Largos caminos hilvané
Leguas y leguas recorrí por ti.
Después que entre tus brazos Pueda descansar,
Si lo prefieres volveré a marchar
Por mi camino de ayer.
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Wandering...
With the exhaustion of my eternal rovings,
With the bitter sorrow of solitude,
With overwhelming anxiety to reach you.
You should know
That I have spent my life searching for you
That I conquered my dreams without wanting to
That I left them at some crossing.
I pushed ahead
With the hope of finding you,
I hurried down long roads
Miles and miles I covered for you.
Afterwards in your arms I can rest,
But if you want I will head out again
On my path of yesterday.
- Translation by Shannon Costello
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Buscándote
Vagar...
Con el cansancio de mi eterno andar,
Tristeza amarga de la soledad Ansias
enormes de llegar.
Sabrás...
Que por la vida fui buscándote,
Que mis ensueños sin querer vencí
Que en algún cruce los dejé.
Mi andar apresuré
Con la esperanza de encontrarte a ti,
Largos caminos hilvané
Leguas y leguas recorrí por ti.
Después que entre tus brazos Pueda descansar,
Si lo prefieres volveré a marchar
Por mi camino de ayer.
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Wandering...
With the exhaustion of my eternal rovings,
With the bitter sorrow of solitude,
With overwhelming anxiety to reach you.
You should know
That I have spent my life searching for you
That I conquered my dreams without wanting to
That I left them at some crossing.
I pushed ahead
With the hope of finding you,
I hurried down long roads
Miles and miles I covered for you.
Afterwards in your arms I can rest,
But if you want I will head out again
On my path of yesterday.
- Translation by Shannon Costello
from darkness to light
dear spirit de tango,
thank you for listening to me. thank you for showing me the joy, the bliss, the pure ecstasy in the countless countless countless breathtaking moments last night.
in time, i will accept that you are fickle.
thank you for listening to me. thank you for showing me the joy, the bliss, the pure ecstasy in the countless countless countless breathtaking moments last night.
in time, i will accept that you are fickle.
groan is good in judo
during practice, a novice worked on a take-down, in which i was the take-downee (she was Tori, I, Uke.) as i fell onto my back, she followed me down to the mat, transitioned into matwork, and then, to a pin. i groaned loudly (HEY it hurt), because she (as instructed) inflicted great discomfort into my rib cage. she released immediately, fear in her eyes, asked me whether i was ok. i replied, "YES! groan is good. you want to hear groans from your opponent." to this, the instructor (of this move) said, "yes. you see, he could stop the pain anytime, if only he would just let you win."
heh heh...
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the black-and-blue spots on my body from two weeks ago (unrelated to the above fun times) have healed to a more pleasant pale-green.
heh heh...
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the black-and-blue spots on my body from two weeks ago (unrelated to the above fun times) have healed to a more pleasant pale-green.
random
when i attend a festival (there have only been a few), in the midst of fantastic dancers, something happens to me that transforms my dance to a new level. this change is permanent.
over the weekend, another transformation. i felt the ENERGETIC STEPS, the kind that felt to me, and which i transmit to my partner, a powerful OOOMPH to every beat of the music. my teachers described this over a year ago. of course, with many things they say to me, i understand them much much later.
happy...
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a follower accepted my invitation. she was a very comfortable and very good dancer. at the end of the first song, i saw her looking around. she looked bored. between the songs, she did not look at me, and she was not interested in conversation. (the truth is, i am not really into chatting between songs. so in general, the silence doesn't bother me. it is the kind of silence that can be uncomfortable.)
it was a depressing moment. i wondered for a long time, whether it would have been better to just end the set early, rather than being mutually polite. just not sure.
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sigh...
over the weekend, another transformation. i felt the ENERGETIC STEPS, the kind that felt to me, and which i transmit to my partner, a powerful OOOMPH to every beat of the music. my teachers described this over a year ago. of course, with many things they say to me, i understand them much much later.
happy...
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a follower accepted my invitation. she was a very comfortable and very good dancer. at the end of the first song, i saw her looking around. she looked bored. between the songs, she did not look at me, and she was not interested in conversation. (the truth is, i am not really into chatting between songs. so in general, the silence doesn't bother me. it is the kind of silence that can be uncomfortable.)
it was a depressing moment. i wondered for a long time, whether it would have been better to just end the set early, rather than being mutually polite. just not sure.
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sigh...
blech
dear diary,
my knee continues to hurt. i keep dancing, because i am restless if i don't.
i have so many bad thoughts about the tango right now, about some kinds of people and their behaviors, about my physical pain, about uncomfortable social situations... ugh.
... story of a friend, who had never, until now, experienced the horror of sitting through an entire night without dance, reminds me of the dark side.
... so many dark feelings, none that i can share, but i suspect you already know what i cannot say, or worse, await your discovery.
my knee continues to hurt. i keep dancing, because i am restless if i don't.
i have so many bad thoughts about the tango right now, about some kinds of people and their behaviors, about my physical pain, about uncomfortable social situations... ugh.
... story of a friend, who had never, until now, experienced the horror of sitting through an entire night without dance, reminds me of the dark side.
... so many dark feelings, none that i can share, but i suspect you already know what i cannot say, or worse, await your discovery.
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