There are times we all feel like giving up, like what we do doesn’t matter, or that we’ll never get to the places we want to be. I am guilty of thinking this way more often than I like to admit to myself or others. However, walking the High Line Park in Chelsea, New York, I came upon a wonderful sight. Two technically gorgeous modern dancers were improvising and a wonderful little girl joined them. I was moved almost to tears, as I remembered what has spurred me to dance for almost 21 years now: the sincere love of being in motion, and the inability to resist bursting into dance at any time or place. This little girl embodied all of that, and I hope to hold on to her lesson.