My Zen teacher's teacher, Soen Nakagawa Roshi, once observed, "There is birth and there is death. In between is enlightenment."
Is that really so complicated? Is it really worthy of the square knots and bowlines into which people can tie themselves?
Before the dancing, there was dance.
After the dancing, there is dance.
What nitwit needs to assert that "dancing" is or is not dance?
Let's leave the constricting nooses of "in between" to those who insist on paying for dancing lessons.