“Nothing happens until something moves.” I’ve been thinking about movement lately, literal movement, as in walking and dancing, and how crucial it is to our wellbeing. Even the subtlest of movements –– cat to cow –– can have a profound effect. And then the less literal kind, a shift in attitude and perspective. A call to action. Often, the former supports the latter. I almost always think better, feel better after I’ve walked. Or swum. Or stretched. These days, I’m moving slower than usual. I think the whole world is. Slowly, one foot in front of the other, one day at a time. Here, Carmen De Lavallade dances with her three-year-old son, Leo. Marimekko models skip in the street, and Audrey Hepburn begins her yoga practice.