Tuesday was another Guerilla milonga, where we set up shop at a T stop and danced. This time we had a little bit more of a plan, with a good sized sign that announced that we were not selling anything and that people should feel free to stop and watch, and if they had any questions they could ask any of the dancers. There were also flyers with information about Argentine Tango and the local instructors. And we drew a few crowds throughout the evening! It seemed with the big sign saying not to fear, we were not selling anything, people were more inclined to stop and watch. My favorite audience member about 8, he was waiting for the train with his dad. And he was riveted to the dancing. When the train came, he dad tugged at his sleeve, and the little boy looked aggravated, and plopped his small self down on the platform to watch. His dad just laughed, and indulged his son. They sat through 4 or 5 trains until the dad finally pulled him away. Hmmmm... a future tanguero in the making?? You never know how this sort of thing will affect someone.
There were 6 if us who came out, and it was a blast. I just relaxed and enjoyed myself, I did not worry about the crowds, in fact, I usually did not notice them at all. There were a few points when people would start clapping for the 6 of us and it startled me. Kinda cool. :-) But because I was relaxed and felt no pressure, I felt as though I was moving well. I felt grounded, I felt connected, but most importantly, I felt joy. And that made all the difference.