flamenco, weininger and me

i've always felt challenged to dress my most sacred, feared, profound and intensely experienced thoughts and feelings into words. this is just another attempt in the short series, and i'm almost sure it's gonna sound lame, but i thought i'd give it a try anyway.

friday evening we were enjoying flamenco in a jewish performance. were it not for the soloist, i could have labelled it as mediocre. but this woman turned my insights out in the form of couple of droplets of stealing tears:-) she seemed to echo what i had read a week before in "sex and character": woman is sexual; man is ALSO sexual.

i thought her flamenco revealed why i'm so passionate about dancing; why dancing is where we can find more 'genial' women than men and why i find weininger right.

it was a hard night: it's not always easy to find out things about yourself; and a wonderful night: once again art proved to be the source of wonder called holism:-)