Ramon Mirabet: “I met Carlota dancing, my ridiculousness invaded the room.”
The love story of the musician and his partner
After the lockdown due to the COVID-19 pandemic, Ramon Mirabet wanted to try new things, so he signed up for dance. "I was the only boy in the class and obviously the worst student of all. My ridiculousness invaded the room," he recalls. However, the energy he found in that class was exactly what he was looking for. "Whenever I've done sports, I've done it to compete. On the other hand, I was able to experience dance through constant learning: I went to class knowing that I would be the worst in the class and that I was going to be the worst in the class, but it made me happy."
Mirabet had to drop out of class because his father was very ill, and there was someone who missed him particularly: Carlota. "I had already noticed because she had a beautiful smile and energy. When I stopped going to class, she wrote to tell me that they missed me. From then on, we began a very beautiful friendship, until it turned into a relationship," the musician recalls.
What he likes about Carlota, he says, is her purity above all else. "Everyone in life has had bad times, including her, but she's managed to overcome them without carrying too much baggage. I carry a lot of baggage and it's natural to do so, but what I like about her is that she has a very pure and honest energy, with a beautiful innocence that makes me feel calm. She's surprising in every way: people who already know everything bore me a lot. Being with her is like being with someone who is constantly learning, and she also helps me connect with my inner purity," Mirabet reflects.
For him, he says, "love is everything, the driving force that keeps us going and makes the blood flow through our veins. And not just the love of a couple, but also the love of parents, friends, family, the people in your town. Small acts of love make your day-to-day life happier and richer." The musician always remembers a walk with his mother along the Pont des Arts in Paris, where a bunch of couples had hung padlocks with their initials. "How strange that padlocks are used as a symbol of love," my mother said, "when love should be the exact opposite: freedom."
