Baltimore's Inner Harbor
Now and then a Tango festival offers more insights off the dance floor than on. Baltimore’s Tango Elements Festival held more outside its milonga halls, continuing my journey with the Tango Matrix through the conjuring of memories.
My festival started in the Baltimore airport as I reminisced with my father over the phone about our past trips to Lexington Market and the Inner Harbor when I lived 45 min. from Baltimore as a kid from age 5-10. I looked forward to seeing downtown Baltimore during my Super Shuttle ride over to the Tremont Plaza Hotel. However, after observing the area around Lexington market run down, and viewing the fact that a huge section of an aisle of the market was selling TP, I knew lot had changed and I would not be walking in that area.
On Friday I left on an excursion to the Inner Harbor- quite a touristy area. I remembered my father taking me to Fort McHenry for lunch, here at the Inner Harbor. I do not have many good memories of my childhood, so the ones I remembered on Friday were precious.
Other memories that the Inner Harbor called to mind were during my employment as a national trek leader where I drove 4,000 miles every 3 weeks in a 15 passenger van with 13 international customers age 25-35, visiting National parks, forests, city life, night life, attractions and adventures. I once brought my tourists to Baltimore’s Inner Harbor. This conjured a time filled with several rich and intense adventures, and reminded me how I used to explore so much more. My desire climbed to want to explore the world further through Tango.
And a funny thing happened – I ran into a tanguera, Alice (pseudonym), and asked her if she would like my company. We went off an a mini-adventure which led us first to the American Visionary Art Museum. Though Alice chose this destination, I willingly went along with an adventurous spirit. Wow! If I would have known what I was to stumble upon, I would have visited the museum the day I arrived! Here is an excerpt that explained their current exhibit of “The Marriage of Art, Science and Philosophy.”:
This exhibition’s 100+ visionary artists/ scientists/ inventors and philosophers take a fresh look at the very notion of flight, color, sound, pattern, number, scale, and purpose in their personal pursuit of wonder. Along its way, we honor our human need to make sense of all the big questions of existence – an historic and mighty itch, aching to get scratched. In physics, we call it, “the hunt for a unified theory of everything,” and in religion and myth, is what fuels accounts of creation and Divine intention. This human longing to know the unknowable is what led French visionary artist Louis Souter, to declare, “If the impossible exists, I’m on its track!”
Once again synchronicity with its magic imbibed my Soul as it pulled me to this unique destination with Alice. I reveled and contemplated the words, sights and sounds of these visionaries as I felt Divine presence and inspiration. A summation of all that I had thought before as well as what my present path held with the magic of what lay beyond the Tango Matrix shone as I walked among the works. Representing and/or residing within the walls of this museum were Tantra, Buddhism, Quantum Physics, String Theory, drawings, “Singing, You Dance on My Eardrum” exploration-of-sound, Einstein, Arthur C. Clark, Carl Sagan, sculptures, quilts, photos, crop circles, quotes of notable philosophers, and so much more.
Alice and I enjoyed discovering so many facets of the exhibit, and at one point we danced Tango to a particular exhibit’s music – “Fever” as sung by Peggy Lee. For a quarter of a century I have held an underlying view and interest of the majesty of science, imagination and exploration. This special exhibit exhilarated me, and supplied me with a knowing of being well aligned on my journey.
All in all the museum brought up the many years that I delved into the possibilities of technology, spirituality and science, and the promise of massive evolution of our species. This museum experience summoned my appreciation for science and the pursuit of wonder, furthering my passion to explore more of the world of magic.
After the museum, our hunger led us to a Spanish Tapas restaurant where we went for an all-you-can-eat tapas special. Our conversation took many turns. Of particular interest to Alice- I shared my belief and synthesis of what underlies healing, growth and transformation – that we are Divine beings covering up our magnificence. All we have to do is to drop into acceptance or our Selves by uncovering our layers of resistance. I shared how I think way too many personal growth programs and technologies only offer another layer of resistance by programming a way to deal with a problem, instead of dealing with the layer of resistance. In effect, the programming becomes another layer of resistance.
My sharing evoked the memory of 13 years as a professional body-centered psychotherapist and facilitating and witnessing so many healings and people making their lives better. I gave this up shortly before Tango caught me. However, the conversation materialized a new inclination to once again assist people in bettering their lives – probably through uncovering their own passion, purpose and calling.
After returning to the hotel from a long afternoon of adventure and conjuring of memories, I laid down to nap before the milonga, feeling more wonder and magic waiting for me to explore.
And I did find some in the milonga halls and with friends…