Sometimes we must unfocus our way to clarity. – Terri Guillemets
Winter dies into the spring, to be born again in the autumn. – Terri Guillemets

Sometimes we must unfocus our way to clarity. – Terri Guillemets
Winter dies into the spring, to be born again in the autumn. – Terri Guillemets
With all its ups and downs, skipping is just one more metaphor for life. – Terri Guillemets
Time is an old firmly rooted tree; we are the breeze rustling its leaves. – Terri Guillemets