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ARTICLE INDEXDate:    Mon, 17 Sep 2001 11:23:49 EDT
 From:    Debra Mugnani <TangoDebra@AOL.COM>
 Subject: With resolve to keep on dancing
 
 Hello Melinda and all on the list,
 
 I'm at home with a broken leg these past few months away from the wonderful
 tango community here in San Francisco.  In the past when I've been going
 through personal loss, I've found such solace in dancing tango.  The silent
 comfort of being in a friend's arms moving around the dancefloor helped me
 through many a distressing day.  I wish I could rejoin my community here
 during this most unsettling of times.
 
 This morning I was leafing through The Essential Rumi and found the poem
 below which seems uniquely appropriate to post to this email list:
 
 The morning wind spreads its fresh smell.
 We must get up and take that in,
 that wind that lets us live.
 Breathe before it's gone.
 
 Dance, when you're broken open.
 Dance, if you've torn the bandage off.
 Dance in the middle of the fighting.
 Dance in your blood.
 Dance, when you're perfectly free.
 
 Namaste,
 
 Debra Mugnani
 
 
 
 
 
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