Warming, aromatic oils, Haiku and meditations for peace: micro-moments of self-compassion for the festive season.
So, dear readers, here are my novice attempts at haiku.
#1
Glassy puddles glint
Little heels stomp, splintering
Darling, hold my hand
#2
The train creeps slowly
His face speaks of adventure
My baby is home.
So, dear readers, here are my novice attempts at haiku.
#1
Glassy puddles glint
Little heels stomp, splintering
Darling, hold my hand
#2
The train creeps slowly
His face speaks of adventure
My baby is home.