Birthday party

The artists may put down they instruments, but can't cease to remain the people. The artwork is not the drawing but the way of living.



This shot was taken during the birthday party of Skirmantas. You see him sitting while all his friends are standing around and singing Happy year to him.
Usually, Skirmantas never sits waiting to be served by other, but cheerfully welcomes everyone who enter the hospital for the people with psychiatric disorders. Skirmantas gifts something to everyone whom he meets with. Thus his siting at the moment is the exceptional event. He burns with the desire to serve other prior hearing the ask for the help.

The table was served humbly, but everyone has found there something delicious - either a sweet, or a mandarin- everyone could taste the love there.
The little room was unable to fit all who have wished to say thank you to Skirmantas.
While welcoming Skirmantas we celebrated a joy to live. What's interesting, these who welcomed the most hearty had the least to share with other. The poor hadn't any things, but they hearts were widely opened.

Dear Skirmantas WE ALL LOVE YOU. Your optimism makes our hardships much easier to endure in the modern world where just the material goods have value that plants just fear to lose everything.
Live long and be happy dear Skirmantas. You are the last Mohican and your existence keeps the love alive. You make us want to live, dear Skirmantas. Thank you in name of all who has nothing to lose, except the love.
Dear Skirmantas, we wish you the best.

Insights of the palette

The picture you see the above was made by Vida. She actively participates in the life of art therapy club Modus Vivendi, and her drawings reflect as her personal outlook towards the beauty of the nature, as the longings of most patients of the hospital for the people with psychiatric disorders.

Art therapy deals not with the surgical treatment, but the affairs of the heart. We may found lots of various drugs in our medicine chest, but no one of them fit to answer what for we live there and now. Lots of various pills may be found in our medicine chest, but there is one universal cure from all possible diseases – that’s your feedbacks. Our outlook on one other (the wholeheartedness of your responses) helps recover from all diseases and enables us rejoicing over the aroma of the flowers which blossom with all possible colors in a sunny fields, but wither in thick shadows of the loneliness.

discovery of self

It was said “We are what we talk” and the ages didn’t change a jot there.
The grasp of the above gives some light to the black font color of the letters below- allows me to hope you will browse through the text till end. Thank you

People with disabilities, are dependant on the action of others. It’s no wonder the disabled focus on the actions of others – deal with the reality which is completely outside of their control. The last doubles their impotence and the situation becomes worse than it was prior grasping the truth.

While talking about disability, we see that a sense of personal needlessness describes the palette of emotions we deal with. This picture doesn’t attract and therefore most people turn aside from these who are looking at them from the windows of the hospital for patients with psychiatric disorders. The darkness doubles over the world of the sick and the air becomes thick there… However, as I opened the heavy gates into the world of not-right-minded, I was heartily welcomed by them.

These notes have depicted the background of the miracles.
The conception of the personal dependence on the grace of other on every single step we make blossoms out with THANK YOU that uplifts. The gratitude we share with other returns the smile to the eyes.
The understanding of personal dependence on other is not a curse, but the blessing that humbles. That’s the divine healing that changes the complaints for what we have not into the heartily thank you for all we have.
While talking with the wall I was surrounded by multitude of things that were of no use to me, but I hear ‘Hi!’ now.
Is it not a miracle?
I am the disabled, but I don’t beg for anything, but heartily welcome you…

Let me share with you a story now. It has happened not in some back-country, not somewhere, but on a web – thus my news will be not the local but the global – worthy your attention indeed. “Go! Smell the flowers” has announced the contest – asked the bloggers, what is “well being”? The winner became Norski . He came up with:
‘Just being alive is well-being, in a way, consider the alternative. Well-being may be defined as being content with what is, not fretting over what could be, or what is not.’

Mystery of Silence

The silence may be the desirable in the tumultuous crowd, but it is the killing in response to our call for the fellowship. One and the same word conveys lots of colors. Do we want to just to be heard, or to talk? Are we willing to meet other, or just want to share our own outlooks towards what is what under the sun?