A few weeks ago I went to a milonga. At the entrance as I was changing my shoes and preparing to enter the dance hall, I saw a milonguera arriving who did not see. She had a stick in her hand, carefully exploring her surroundings to find the right way. I had seen her before.
I was caught so off guard by this scene for a moment that I froze. I would have normally immediately stood up and gone to her for support. Yet there I was, stuck in this helpless moment and couldn’t move. Someone else rushed to her help instead and made sure she entered the hall safely and found a nice place to sit.
Ever since I remembered this event I felt bad. I felt guilty of my inaction. I know it was not intentional but somehow I couldn’t get over it.
Yesterday I went to the same milonga. After having changed my shoes and before entering the hall, I went to the ladies room. Just before I was to go out, one of the doors inside opened and this beautiful milonguera came out with her stick. She was again needing help with the directions, not knowing where is the door and where is the sink.
This time I could immediately react. I assisted her all the way from the ladies room into the dance hall. I made sure we safely navigated around the dancers and I found her a nice and visible seat to sit. We chatted along the way. I so deeply admire the radiant energy she transmits despite her condition. She is full of life and passion.
This morning when I woke up and remembered what happened last night I felt so peaceful and grateful. Universe gave me a second chance to make things right for myself again and to recover from my feelings of guilt.
It was not a great dancing night last night and in the morning I was initially regretting that I went out and sacrificed my sleep. Yet, when I suddenly had this insight, I was once again struck by the power of our connectedness. Things happen as they were meant to happen. I went out and she was there, so that I am one step closer to freedom.
Reflections 