taking the test

Dear Dont be sad,

The dawn awakens the Acts of kindness and the baby's day becomes the bussy one. It was hard even to notice the moment when time to go to bed arived. Yet the Acts of kindness didn't cease. They simply changed the playground and put on the suit of the mental activity for a moment.

This change of seasons was the greatest test of my persistence in good will. Just think. It is hard even to imagine the rejoicing over the life in the hospital for the people with psychiatric disorders that I have entered after the trauma that has changed my life. I could weep bitter tears and curse my sad destiny, but the blog Modus Vivendi was started in the result. It was much more than just a chronicle of the art therapy club. It was my deliberate action of the exchange of the complaints for personal sickness into the joyful reports about the discovery of the new life through personal participation in the sharing of the beauty of the heavenly colors that make the random acts of kindness the way of life of our club and mine in the concrete.

The call Be Kind Blogger depicts our outlook towards the world. That's only way to retain the dawn. Thus the being on your list means the being alive.
Thank you.

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.