Dancing is remembering. To let go of all that is not here right now.

Woman remembers to allow another to lead. To surrender. To trust. To enjoy. Man remembers to listen. The music leads him as he leads her. He remembers to feel the beat, the heartbeat, the movement, his body and hers. He pays attention and gently, briefly , takes responsibility for both.

For a while, they remember they are one. There. Then.

Petre Mogoșanu: „Viața ca un dans”/ „Life as a Dance”