My dear friends, Bob and Marj, are simply amazing. Among other activities, they’ve been doing yoga for a whole lot of years. Recently, Marj took a spill on some black ice and broke her ankle. She’s approaching rehab with her characteristic blend of serenity and good humor.
Here’s a beautiful poem she wrote in 1986 about a yoga pose called ardha chandrasana (see below):
(I was really thinking of the half-moon pose, whose asana name I don’t know.)
leg oak-strong, ground-planted,
arms and face reaching skyward . . .
If I can reach, supple-spined,
and hold a free leg balanced back,
a taut but pliant bridge from here to there . . .
Then my soul will quietly stretch with vibrant strength
to touch the places where it needs to be, hour by hour,
at rest amid the pulsing flow of eternal energy. – Marj Grunewald, Feb. 20, 1986