I started writing this post a while ago. It may have been while watching “Dancing With The Stars”. I heard this phrase somewhere or made some connection with the differences in dance styles. My life was starting to feel too much like a tango for a while – tense, terse, tight. Everything. My schedule, my reactions, my speech, my relationship, just everything. I didn’t realize for a long time that I simply wanted to waltz – slowly, smoothly, simply, and enjoy the music and the dance at the same time.

I never learned to dance. I always feel awkward at a wedding or a party. I don’t dance, for fear of looking silly or vulnerable. But I know now that I have really wanted to dance gracefully through my life, and I think I am finally doing it.

My life changed completely when I let my stuttering out and began to openly acknowledge and accept. I just didn’t realize it right away. That was the window opening, and now the door has opened as well. I am finally doing things I want to do, and not feeling guilty. I am getting pleasure out of simple things, and realizing how nice that really is.

I didn’t even realize I was doing the tango all the time. Now that I am waltzing, I can feel the difference. I feel free and relaxed. Happier. I still don’t know exactly what I want, but I sure am enjoying figuring things out.

Waltzing is far easier on the feet and soul and heart. I don’t have to waltz perfectly, I can just sort of sway to life’s  music and enjoy it. Waltz or tango? I think it has a lot to do with acceptance. The more I accept my self for who I am, the more I am willing to take chances.

Yeah, I like waltzing. It seems much more peaceful.

Speaking of peace, my dove of peace looks really good now. All healed. Kind of a signal. That I am finally finding peace. And as a reminder it sits on my shoulder.

Which would you rather do? Waltz or tango? Both forms of dance have their benefits, and maybe a place in our lives. Right? I just happen to want to waltz at this time in my life.