Sunday, December 9, 2007

A Tango Dream

Photo by Kevin Rolly on Flickr...

I had a dream night before last. My friend Roxanne, who now lives in Houston, was in it. She doesn't dance tango. I haven't seen her in about two years now and our communication is sporadic.

What I can remember of the dream is me walking through a large crowd - at a tango festival of some sort. I was talking on the phone to Roxanne - she was there at the event and we were trying to find each other. Roxanne is about 5'-2" or 5'-3" so she was hard to find in the crowd. I remember "thinking" this in my dream, that she would be hard to find for this reason.

As I walked through the crowd talking to her on the phone (I don't recall what we were talking about...), I could hear her voice both through the phone and through the other ear - she was nearby. (You know how sometimes to be goofy, as you walk up to someone you are talking to on a cell phone - you keep talking on the phone - and you can hear them via two "inputs"? was like that...) I do recall from the dream that she called me - to tell me she had seen me at the event - and that she had taken up tango.

Anyway, I continued walking and her voice (not on the phone) became fainter, so I backtracked through the throngs of people a little bit and found her. As I was walking up to her, I was thinking to myself that it was cool that she was now dancing tango - and then I woke up. I don't think we even got to the point of hugging - I was right in front of her and then woke up from the dream.

I find it interesting that in the absence of a lot of detail in my dreams, that this detail of her voice - both on the phone and in the air - is what led me to her. The detail of her voice fading away behind me, and then being able to pinpoint her location by coming back to it.

Needless to say, I have emailed her...but haven't heard back. The last contact we had was in May.

Do you dream "in tango"?


Johanna said...

I have occasional tango dreams, but a lot more daydreaming and fantasies...

When I first started dancing Tango, I was very fortunate to have a gifted partner - an older Argentine gentleman. We'd get together to practice a couple of times a week, two hours at a time, and we'd "invent" steps. Or discover them. Or whatever. And every night I'd toss and turn, "creating" steps I'd then try out with him at our next practice.

tangobaby said...

I've taught myself to drive a stick shift in my dreams, and concocted my famous mashed potato recipe from a dream, but sadly, have never had a tango dream yet. Maybe tonight?

Zapyskis said...


Nice post. Heard good things about your dancing from Houston followers who met you in Austin. And your blog is a pleasure for all tango addicts. We would love to have you at our festival in January.

Below is a tango dream we had earlier in the year:


Alex said...

Thanks for the kind words, Mikas. I do hope to be there.