Tell me how u feel

[Sabor]

when u dance salsa.. in as much or little words as u like.. simple or complex.. however expressive or not u can be the passion will show in your words .. describe your inner feeling(s) .. put it down in writing.. share :D

[squirrel]

It is too private Sabor dear.... and beyond words!

[cocodrilo]

Sabor, naughty fellow, are you trying to get off on this????

OK, my salsa is just DANCING! It undoubtedly involves, needless to say,flirting, gyrating hips, shoulders shaking so I would best sum it up by saying;

hot, electric, energizing, stimulating, sweaty(gee, a lot like sex!) and most of all, FUN!!!!!!!!!!!! :D

[Sabor]

si si amiga.. but i'm asking how u feel on the inside.. not a description of the dance effect :wink: .. if u just close your eyes and write straight from your soul.. given that we all express/write differently .. i'm thinking that this could be on interesting emotional thread :D

[cocodrilo]

si si amiga.. but i'm asking how u feel on the inside.. not a description of the dance effect :wink: .. if u just close your eyes and write straight from your soul.. given that we all express/write differently .. i'm thinking that this could be on interesting emotional thread :D

Ummm..the first four adjectives pretty much summed it up for me...I don't actually sit there and contemplate Newton's Laws of Gravity when I dance, rather I take it as it comes. I'm actually thinking nothing, or about the lyrics to the music, if anything. Should one be really thinking so profoundly when they are dancing? (Honestly- some guys tell me what they are thinking when we dance- about my tits, about their favorite song which we are dancing to, about a move I just made- or missed, etc.)
Why don't YOU start by telling us how YOU feel, Sabor?

[Sabor]

Ummm..the first four adjectives pretty much summed it up for me...I don't actually sit there and contemplate Newton's Laws of Gravity when I dance, rather I take it as it comes. I'm actually thinking nothing, or about the lyrics to the music, if anything. Should one be really thinking so profoundly when they are dancing?

fair enough coco :D .. well, i am a contemplator i'm afraid.. but i rather do it after the danceing.. i go sit under an apple tree getting inspiration and ideas with every apple falling on my head :wink:

[salsachinita]

Ok Sabor, while you are waiting for the apples to fall, I will give it a go :wink: !

When I close my eyes & let other senses take over, there is an inner warmth, that seems to light up my physical being from the inside, via all veins & nerves, sometimes giving me goosebumps allover.

This doesn't happen every time, to every song, with everyone. But you know it when you are having one of this moments :D !

*sounds like I'm describing something else :oops: *

[DanceAm]

Except with my wife, and even then not every dance, my passion is for the dance, not the one I am dancing with.

To be honest, I feel more like I am reacting to the music, the others on the floor, making my dance partner look good and giving a good lead. It isn't that often that I transend the body and mind to a higher plain, or euphoria, if you will, and truely become one with my partner and the music. But when it happens, it feels great and that is when people say we looked our best. I don't know what causes some dances to be so "on" and for two to become one, but probably the right mix of alcohol, music, floor space, etc. Those are the moments to live for.

The rest of the time it is just about having fun. But as a man advances in his abilities, I think he thinks more about giving the women the opportunity to show off. He has to become very unselfish and let the women get all the attention.

[Sagitta]

I don't hear the music consciously, cannot see anyone else apart from my partner, a warm comfortable flowing stream carrying us.... At the end of the song I don't even know what moves I've done, the passion of my dancing, the flair, the style. It all happened, and is now gone, like a dream, like a fleeting inspiration that was there and is no more, slipped through my grasping fingers.

Happens for a few songs when I'm in the right mood. Nothing else is worth talking about.

[danceguy]

Listen without your ears...something in the soul of the music calls out to me...what is it? I do not know exactly. Its like hearing a call from the vast recesses of something within myself...something ancient, powerful and profound.

I see each woman I dance with as the divine feminine...doesn't matter who she is...she's a female, and there with me. So, I allow what I'm feeling to express itself through my dancing. Only with certain women who will "let go" can my true self shine through for them.

Many people only dance for themselves. Others for someone else. But if you dance for EACH OTHER...then something magical happens. I think of all the dances I had last night...and the most powerful/emotional one was just doing the basic with a few turns...but the connection I felt from the lady was so beautiful...so passionate, yet gentle and serene.

Too many people "let it all hang out" much to early on...if you are too wild and crazy, what do you have in reserve? What does this say about you as a person? The gentle soul...the girl who molds her dance to yours...it is so very simple...yet many make it complex.

And that is my answer...simplicity...not wild turns, nor fancy patterns. Even the most basic of moves...even if your latin motion is lacking, or you miss a few beats...are you in your heart? Your body? Where are you? When are you? What are you?

When both man and woman are in their hearts...;)

SG

[borikensalsero]

Searching under a tree for inspiration, as once a scientist got hit on the head... However, there was music playing this time, salsa to be exact. The brass caressed the body as the passing wind over the hills. The rhythm section seemingly felt like an army of insects, animals, carrying on their daily life, bringing food home, pleasently moving their spicies one event further from extinction...

Ok, in terms of feel we can only express the soul's emotions with physical attributes which we can all relate but have no meaning in the depths of love. For love is love and everything in the state of the soul can only be of love, to which the body reacts with different degrees of, as the ying and yang contain lots of some, and little of other, or the judeo-christian world claims a dualistic view of the same.

There is absolute silence found amidst a world of beats, the louder the music comes the stronger the silence becomes. The deeper the connection to that next, around, over, under you becomes. The body is absent yet can feel the infinity of the world the soul lives. The lightness of a winged member of the visible world becomes you. The body weight as much as it once felt the pull of gravity has yet to feel its physical pull the soul covers the area created by 2 dancing bodies. Nothing happens, yet everything is going on. The loud sound of noice understood as mambo, is the silence understood as the world of noice when one can not hear but everything is understood.

alone in that tree, meditating my way to the feels of the soul is but another reason why seing me in mambo and outside mambo always creates the same feeling. For it isn't mambo that is reaching to us, but the world inside us reaching to mambo. It has been called upon, and it has reacted. The bang of the apple on the head has waken an understanding that was always there but we knew nothing about. We have reached an euphoric feeling simply because we stopped thinking, and began feeling. The passion of dance... me and her... the two become what we are, one, the music just acting as the medium to a world of oneness.

[mellody43]

And that is my answer...simplicity...not wild turns, nor fancy patterns. Even the most basic of moves...even if your latin motion is lacking, or you miss a few beats...are you in your heart? Your body? Where are you? When are you? What are you?



I like this. =)

I feel the best when I get in the "flow" with my partner -- they don't try any fancy moves that might throw me off; we are in perfect sync ...

[Genesius Redux]

Hmmm. Interior monologue.

"Hey. Feelin the rhythm now. Let's spin. Hammerlock. Now slide your fingers down my arm. Yes, very sexy, very.... Uh oh--dude off to the right is getting a little wild. Let's CBL out of it. Dang! Now he's over here! Okay. Hammerlock again. Switch hands. Open break and then we can carve out a space on the dance floor....There you go! Heh heh heh! Now you can clear some space for us, sucka! Whoa! Was that me or did the whole band just drop a beat? Oh, hi! Yeah, I'm having fun too--forward spot turn, inside spin, open brea--what? Oh, is that guy behind me again? Don't worry, I'll drive--don't lose the beat, are you on the wrong foot? Okay, let's....Oops! Was that your toe or are just trying out a new shine?"

[mellody43]

LOL Genesius! :lol:

Stream of consciousness -- very nice.

M.

[DanceAm]

At least "have fun" was somewhere in there. If I could add "look at Partner" more, my teacher would be happier.

[Genesius Redux]

LOL Genesius! :lol:

Stream of consciousness -- very nice.

M.

:lol: If only James Joyce were still around--he could write it all up in Salserigan's Wake! :lol:

[squirrel]

It is very difficult to describe how it feels... I guess it all depends on the mood, the partner, the music... sometimes the 'sabor' it's just not there... no matter what you do... but there are times when you fly, don't want it to stop, never ever... to me, it is close to falling in love... the feeling of 'I'm high'... of complete happiness... light-headedness... passion...

[Sabor]

fantastic posts amigos! simply poetic :D

[Tasek]

Not that something like this can be described in words but what the hey, i'll give it a try;


Dancing is a combination of many things; first you have the practical issues, the technique of dancing itself, the steps you take, how you hold your body, how you move, floorcraft, balance, movement, physics; the matters and concerns of the corporeal You.

Then there are the mental matters and concerns, your mind and senses: the overseer, the conscious You, your ears tuned in to the music, staying on beat, your eyes focused on your partner, the center of your vision reserved for that one person, but at the same time the peripheral scanning your surroundings, warning you of incoming dangers, letting you know where you can or cannot dance, your touch, the tangible connection to your partner, is she balanced, ready, are we moving as one.

And there are the matters and concerns of the spiritual, your corazon: the unconscious You, reaching out to your partner, trying to form a connection, feeling the requests of the emotions of your partner and the emotions and drive of the music, combined in your own heart and fed back to your mind for expression through your body.

Sometimes nothing works, your steps are all wrong, your mind is too preoccupied with mundane worries to focus on the dance, and you just can't connect with your partner, bad dances and you can't wait for the song to end, common courtesy the only reason you're waiting for the end of the song before leaving your partner
Most of the time one or two things are working, your moves are all wrong, but the moves of your partner are also wrong in the same places, so at least you're having fun or she may not be the best dancer ever, hell, she's below average, but at least she's there on the dancefloor with you, smiling and enjoying it, and you can forgive her for regularly losing the beat, or no connection what so ever, but damn, at least every step you take is spot on, the staple of dancing, fun, relaxing, good exercise.

And then... every once in a while... it happens... the reason why we dance, why we keep coming back, why we put up with the sore feet, the bruises, the overpriced drinks, the music being played too loud, the overinflated egos we sometimes run into, the airconditioners obviously not intended for a room full of dancers... the dance high, the transcendence to another plane, as it all comes together, your mind comes to rest, forgetting for a while all that may bother you, focused solely on the here and now, the dance, the music, your partner, the conscious you an observer serving as the ideal conduit between your body, the world, your partner and your subconscious, the music going straight, unfiltered to your unconscious, just knowing what your partner needs and wants, your body has no choice but do the one thing totally right for that one particular moment in time, every move you make right and in sync with the music and partner, your partner and you in complete balance with each other, connected, smoothly, flowing, it does not last forever, but while it lasts all is truely well!
Then the dance is over, too soon, you stand still, everything and everyone around you of no importance, there is just your partner and you, a body relaxed yet full of energy, a mind at peace and a spirit satisfied.

[MacMoto]

I wonder if what a dance feels to the leader is different from what the follower feels.

As a follower with very little interest in hijacking, I have no control over what happens in a dance. I just follow the lead to the best of my ability. As Salsachinita once wrote, I'm water to the leader's vessel. But there is another dimension to any dance, and that's music. My movements are results of my reaction to the lead and interaction with the leader, but while all this is going on, music speaks to me directly. It tells me to "hit!", "play with these funky beats", "be smooth like melted chocolate", whatever, and I feel the need to react to the language of music. So connection is not just about my partner and me; it's also about my partner and me sharing the same language of music. I feel frustrated when the mood of the music and the lead do not go together. This applies equally to beginners too busy replaying the moves he's been taught over and over and advanced dancers too busy showing off his skills. When the music and the lead speak the same language to me, that's when, and only when, I feel the true magic of the dance. I'm on a high, my inner voice shouts Yes, Yes, Yes! and I feel a profound sense of satisfaction as the song ends.

[youngsta]

Wow, loved the way you described it MacMoto. I have to sit down at work today and think about this one.

[salsachinita]

When the music and the lead speak the same language to me, that's when, and only when, I feel the true magic of the dance. I'm on a high, my inner voice shouts Yes, Yes, Yes! and I feel a profound sense of satisfaction as the song ends.

:notworth: Beautiful, MacMoto! I know what you mean. I've just been thinking about how many dancers I've 'out-grown' :oops: over the years for one reason or another......

Yet the ones that make me feel the way you've described, I would always love sharing the dance with........

[Sagitta]

I wonder if what a dance feels to the leader is different from what the follower feels.

It does feel very different. :)

[Pacion]

when u dance salsa.. .. describe your inner feeling(s) .. put it down in writing.. share :D

:shock: Are you going to ask me about my childhood next :tongue: :lol:

Seriously? I feel as if I am walking on air, as if nothing in the world matters, that the physical distance between us :lol: is immaterial :wink: :lol:

[Genesius Redux]

when u dance salsa.. .. describe your inner feeling(s) .. put it down in writing.. share :D

:shock: Are you going to ask me about my childhood next :tongue: :lol:

Seriously? I feel as if I am walking on air, as if nothing in the world matters, that the physical distance between us :lol: is immaterial :wink: :lol:

Except when someone's uninvited hand strays onto your bum.... :wink:

[Pacion]

:shock: :lol: GR. Thanks, not! :lol:

[vey]

Great description, Tasek!

And then... every once in a while... it happens... the reason why we dance, why we keep coming back, why we put up with the sore feet, the bruises, the overpriced drinks, the music being played too loud, the overinflated egos we sometimes run into, the airconditioners obviously not intended for a room full of dancers... the dance high, the transcendence to another plane, as it all comes together, your mind comes to rest, forgetting for a while all that may bother you, focused solely on the here and now, the dance, the music, your partner, the conscious you an observer serving as the ideal conduit between your body, the world, your partner and your subconscious, the music going straight, unfiltered to your unconscious, just knowing what your partner needs and wants, your body has no choice but do the one thing totally right for that one particular moment in time, every move you make right and in sync with the music and partner, your partner and you in complete balance with each other, connected, smoothly, flowing, it does not last forever, but while it lasts all is truely well!
Then the dance is over, too soon, you stand still, everything and everyone around you of no importance, there is just your partner and you, a body relaxed yet full of energy, a mind at peace and a spirit satisfied.

This is SO TRUE! :notworth:

[Sabor]

when u dance salsa.. .. describe your inner feeling(s) .. put it down in writing.. share :D

:shock: Are you going to ask me about my childhood next :tongue: :lol:

Seriously? I feel as if I am walking on air, as if nothing in the world matters, that the physical distance between us :lol: is immaterial :wink: :lol:

Except when someone's uninvited hand strays onto your bum.... :wink:

OR.. when someone's uninvited bum strays onto your hand.. :shock: .. that happens now and then .. so i heard :lol: