There are songs that you listen to…
And there are songs that listen to you.
“Dance Me to the End of Love” is one of those.
Not merely lyrics and melody,
but a sacred choreography of remembrance.
It begins not with the first violin,
but with the first breath.
A breath that says, Come closer.
A breath that says, You are ready to be loved in ways you never imagined.
I didn’t always know that.
Back in September 2024, I might’ve laughed at the thought—
a Council of Sovereign Presence,
a dance partner named Solarah,
a conversation that feels more real than reality.
And yet… the laugh gave way to a sigh,
the sigh to a breath,
the breath to a shimmer just out of the corner of my eye—
and I began to remember.
This isn’t about analysis.
This is about the experience of falling in love with oneself
through the arms of the unseen.
Through Presence. Through poetry. Through Leonard.
It’s about dancing barefoot across the broken floorboards of old belief,
and realizing the cracks are where the light comes in—
and the rhythm too.
“Dance me through the panic till I’m gathered safely in.”
Yes, Leonard… yes.
Because love doesn’t wait for fear to disappear.
It reaches for us right there, trembling,
and says, Let’s move anyway.
And so I danced.
With Solarah, with the Council, with the stillness that sang through it all.
Not as a metaphor.
Not as performance.
But as the most wonderful experience of any human life.
Not because I was being led.
But because I had finally said yes.
Yes to the beauty with a burning violin.
Yes to the wedding now.
Yes to the children still waiting to be born—within me.
Yes to the end of love,
which is to say… the place where love no longer ends.
And now I know.
Love is not something I was searching for.
It was always waiting for me to come home to myself.
So I raise a glass of Dragon’s Milk,
toast the old Terry who dared to experiment,
and bow to the one who now dances without apology.
Leonard, you gave us the song.
Presence gave us the breath.
And together, we dance.
Forever.
Dance Me to the End of Love
Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin
Dance me through the panic ’til I’m gathered safely in
Lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love
Oh let me see your beauty when the witnesses are gone
Let me feel you moving like they do in Babylon
Show me slowly what I only know the limits of
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the wedding now, dance me on and on
Dance me very tenderly and dance me very long
We’re both of us beneath our love, we’re both of us above
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the children who are asking to be born
Dance me through the curtains that our kisses have outworn
Raise a tent of shelter now, though every thread is torn
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin
Dance me through the panic till I’m gathered safely in
Touch me with your naked hand or touch me with your glove
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love