

The Life of an Oriental Dancer in Egypt and the WORLD*********************






aving all the love I ever dreamt of in my hands.:) 


a typical argentinian kind of tea called "mate".
ass of TANGO in...BUENOS AIRES at the home of the lovely dancer and friend, Mayra Huzid. This lesson was the starting point of yet another passion added to my life!
nd so much passionate comments...I received hundreds of messages from Argentina after I left and I cried of happiness with people's comments on many occasions. I could not believe how amazingly received I was there. I miss Buenos Aires and its people!

It was only when you arrived that I realized, in a kind of childish innocent surprise, that my heart was ALIVE again, beating like a strong, powerful horse again...smiling again...working from the depth of my soul once more...saving me from the world of the walking dead...
And I danced "Enta Omri" for you and my heart danced with me, once again...only to show me that I had been dancing with a frozen heart...only to show me how it looks like to see my own heart melting from the ice land of sadness and returning to LIFE where all is full of LOVE and PASSION, where all is the REAL ME.
And I REALIZED how different it is to dance with a frozen heart or with a new born heart
(one which has just been awaked again by your warm presence) and how audiences reacted to it and my dance reached their ...you guessed: HEART!
I guess this is - already! - the first thing I have learnt and experienced in 2011.
What a start!
