Hello darlings,

This week on my Lithuanian blog I wrote about rubies. Editing is normally the painful part of the activity but I got so hypnotized by the deep red or raspberry pink shine of rubies! The more you look the more mystified you get about these amazing precious stones!

I am all very well aware that most of you cant read Lithuanian and that’s OK. Because you can still look at all of the photos + the article is all about illustrations.

The first photo gallery includes pictures of a raw ruby stone, while the second one shows all of the magnificent work of jewelers from around the world as well as the royal family.

If you like what you see you are very welcome to give the article 5 starts and you can also leave a comment. The comments appear after I submit them so you will not be able to see them right away. Just spam protection rules 🙂


Have a wonderful Sunday!

Yours truly,

Vaiva K.


14th of November, Thursday, one of those unexpectedly nice days. For the first time, since I moved to my new home, to which for many reasons I refer to by just one word – North -, I’ve seen the frost go over the entire neighbourhood! From underneath the frost you can still see how green the grass is and some of the yellow leaves are still remaining on the trees, but the first impression of a rising sun, frost and steam coming from early runners breath…

It always makes me somewhat sentimental and happy all at once. Sentimental, because autumn always brings me the blues. Not in a bad way! I sit, sipping on a cup of tea or a glass of wine (depending on the time of the day or night), listening to something like this and contemplate my life 😉 I do enjoy sinking in it, letting my thoughts drift away and melt in the music:


And also happy, because the cold, which I admit I enjoy truly, remind me that the holiday season is coming. And that is just phenomenal time of the year. It is my biggest thing, the ‘it” thing, the best holiday and best memories. Despite all of the technological progress, I haven’t given up on paper post. I write tons of post cards, letters a year but during winter holidays, the greeting cards just pile up and make it even more festive! I put down poems, and inspirational quotes, my feelings, thoughts and wishes for everyone to whom this post card will go to. And I of course receive many cards as well. I let them sit there on my shelf and I re-read them several times just to enjoy them well enough. What can be better, than a hand-written letter from a dear old friend!



One of the first memories of letter writing I have when there was a “friendly ghost” TV show for children on Lithuanian national television. The show host was this cozy lovely older man, who would read out fairy tales, tell stories and talk about fun things like magic and miracles in between the short cartoons. On that show, he used to talk about his display board where he would put up pictures that children drew and send him. And I used to draw something too, and with the help of my dad, I would send it via a paper post and then watch the show next week and wait for my drawing to come up. And there is was! I was happy over the roof! 🙂 And I guess from there I know how much fun it is to send a paper letter. I remember the excitement when I was about to glue close the envelope, as if I was to send the biggest treasure in the world! Well, in some sense, I did send the biggest treasure in the world – a bit of honest joy ifrom my heart.

Do you have anyone you send paper letters to? Haven’t done that but care to try? Well, there is no better time than this year to do it! And it is just enough time until Christmas for you to find out the right addresses and get your post cards, stamps and envelopes ready. If you have difficulties about what you should write, you can practice by writing a draft on an empty paper. After reading it, you will know exactly which parts you want to keep, skip or change. Do not be discouraged because you have to put a little bit of your heart in there. That is the whole point! Have fun and enjoy your blue, festive, chilly autumn! 


Yours truly,

Vaiva K.

Here and then

Do you ever feel how ‘long time’ is not just long but simply too long and yet so short all at once? Specially when you feel it running drop by drop so slowly as if time was made from honey. And in another moment – it runs so fast as if it was no more than a handful of sand.

Do you know why we say that time “runs”? I think it is because it is actually trying to run away. And it does. It runs away from us every day, every moment. Time that has already ran away is only in reach within our memory and the one that hasn’t run away – the future time – which is coming at its full speed right at us – is only in reach within our imagination.  But you can never say that the future hasn’t run away from us. We need to say “The time in the future hasn’t run away from us YET”.

It’s like that water of a river, never the same, never allows you to swim in the same water ever again. I wish I could take at least a short dip into the waters that I have already swam in… I truly wish, I could have had a power to stop the time at some moments of my life for taking a rest or for enjoying the feeling of never ending love. The kind of love that pulls you in, swallows you, takes you all for who you are and for what you will never be.  Or for when I was so happy I could cry. Or when my thoughts were empty and I actually enjoyed it.

I wish I could stop the moment, when a child falls asleep in my arms – so light and so peaceful – and breathes so calmly and tenderly, skin so soft and cheeks so pink.

Wish I had the power to stop the time, just once, just at the right time and place and make it really last. Catch the time by its slippery tail and hold on to it for as longs as I could.

I wish I could. I truly do…

558916_741716375854655_1112043574_nYours truly,

Vaiva K.


Hello everyone,

It’s been a while since you heard from me and a while since I visited my blog to see how things are going here. And I have missed you!

As all in life happens for a reason, my absence has a reason too – now I am a chief editor for another blog, my personal blog in Lithuanian and believe me there is more than enough happening around me. Translating one blog to another language is not my kind of thing to do, because it looses its authenticity and plus it’s like repeating yourself twice. And, which is worse, one of the stories, the sub story, will always have a somewhat faded plot to it. As if it was a fake of some kind. And we do not want that, do we?

So even though most of you cannot read Lithuanian, there is one thing that you can do – go, check it out, tell me what you think about my new website and browse the photos! Images – is one common language that we can all read and understand. Here is a link to the blue inspiration:


And here is a link to the entire new website:


I will try to update this blog more often because I realized I just can’t possibly close it. Too precious.

Have yourself a wonderful blue blue summer! 🙂

Yours truly,

Vaiva K.


Waiting for Spring

So now it’s official – Spring time. Only that it will take another two or three weeks to actually feel the warmer weather. So for now – still wearing my winter fashion sweater. 🙂

If you want to see more of this photosession, please visit my brand new website http://stiliausraktas.lt/laiskai/item/108-megzta-ziema

We are still fixing small hithces here and there so don’t mind the names of pages yet. And don’t get upset or frustrated if you are not able to read in Lithuanian. I am sure you will be abe to understand the pictures 🙂

Yours truly,
Vaiva K.

Hello my dear readers! Hi to all of you who are smart and to those who are pretty-all of us have at least one of the two 😛

Today I want to tell you a very effective time-proven and super good secret about how to survive through the long dark months of fall and winter. Snow is not here yet, but it will soon be and by judging how fast it gets dark in the evenings and how rainy and cold it has been lately, soon it will be a time when not even a dog will want to go outside. And while all of our pet dogs, cats, bunnies, lizards, snakes, hamsters, spiders, miniature pigs, monkeys, rats and parrots will warmly snooze in their cozy little places you and  I are going to be freezing our (you know what) while we get to work and other places.

So this time I will tell you a secret plan that will help all of you to stay happy all through the cold season.

A List That Will Make You Happy – Fall and Winter edition

1. More yellow! Eat, wear and use more yellow and orange everywhere around it. The cold season is also called the dark season not without a reason. Bright yellows and oranges have energizing, refreshing qualities just as the smell of lemon or orange and seeing it often makes people more active. Do little things – replace your shower curtain and table-cloth or table napkins into one of these colours and you will notice it every day.

2. More light! This tip will not help you save money but it might save you from a winter depression: decorate your house with light and candles and make sure to light it every evening. Even one or two candles in the evening will do the trick. More light means happiness!

3. More sun! This will be a controversial tip , I’m sure, but I will still give it a try. You will get more sun by going for sun bathing. A little bit of fake sun will do you no harm. In fact, a lot of older women often suffer from osteoporosis because when their body is in the need of vitamin D, it is taken from their bone system. Naturally, vitamin D is produced by the body when it is regularly exposed to the sun. I do not advice you to go there and get roasted. But going to tan under a fake sun 2-3 times a week for 5 minutes will help your mood up and energy floating. Be cautious to use all protective elements – special shades and creams.

4. Don’t do what you hate! There are two types of things that we hate – the ones that we hate but we must do and the ones that we hate and we believe we must do. There is a huge difference between the two. There shouldn’t be more than one or two things that you hate but you still must do. There simply cant’s be. If there is more than that – you are doing something very wrong so stop doing it. Just say no. No and that’s it.

If there is something that you hate but must do – and it is totally inevitable to quit or change it – you must start to love it. Every thing we hate has some little things that we can love. If that’s your job – love your colleagues, or your coffee break, or your salary, or your strength for doing, love something about it – anything! This will involve changing your attitude and that is, as we all know, a difficult long-term task, but it’s totally worth it.

5. Eat it twice! In winter our body naturally tends to crave for something sweeter, fatter, heavier. It’s alright to eat a cookie or two – but not the entire box. It will be hard to stop entirely and plus life’s too short. But no matter how delicious the crispy cheese roast is, cut it in half and eat it with a moth full of salad on every bite. Eat half now and the other half 30 or 60 minutes later. This much of time your body needs to start turning the food into energy and you will feel less hungry. Besides, eating small bites often fastens your metabolism.

6. Move! Not just around your house or in the kitchen. Find yourself a physically challenging hobby. Working out in a gym is not the only thing you can do. You can learn and practice swimming, dancing, yoga, gym, table tennis, basketball, volleyball, baseball, football, hockey,  figure skating, wall climbing, dance lessons, online workouts, bowling, table football, tennis, jogging, nordic walking, wii games and many more. Find an activity that you could do by yourself or with other people two-three times a week. You will instantly feel great!

So even though there is so little time within the day, we must find at least one hour EACH DAY to make yourselves feel good.  Too often? There are 24 hours given to us every morning so sparing a 60 min break for yourself is really not something impossible. For an online kick-start visit youtube “Sweet Sensation seated workout”. Try it. I loved it 🙂

Stay warm and stay smiling! 🙂

Yours truly,

Vaiva K.

Sometimes, we need a little reminder of how beautiful the world around us is. We know the beauty and goodness is out there but during the rush hours of routine and work, nobody is really able to see where exactly that is. It’s a little bit like when people on their holiday start to “wow” the beauty of a blue sky, silky clouds, warm rain showers and starry nights. It has been there every day of their lives. And yet, people need a sepcial occassion to make time to see and realize all those wonderful things around them.

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Despite that I am no exception. Just recently, my life has given me a wonderful gift by letting me have a step-sister. It wasn’t my first time in a foster home, but this one was a mean punch below the belt. Out of all, nearly 30 children, there are only 2 –  a brother and a sister – who do not have parents. Perhaps you are wondering, where are the parents of all the other children? That was at least the first thing I asked. Well, they had been taken from home by the state law because their parents were drug users, abusers or alcoholics.

The care-taker told us that this institution is not a temporary home, but a place to which they come to live after they have spent a year or so in a temporary institution where the social workers and care-takers spent a year trying to help the family solve its problems and to integrate the children back. They are brought to the permanent foster home if the program fails.

Moral Stories.


One day, a poor boy , named Howard Kelly, who was selling goods from door to door to pay his way through school, found he had only one thin dime left, and he was hungry. He decided he would ask for a meal at the next house. However, he lost his nerve when a lovely young woman opened the door. Instead of a meal he asked for a drink of water. She thought he looked hungry so brought him a large glass of milk. He drank it slowly, and then asked, “How much do I owe you?” “You don’t owe me anything,” she replied. “Mother has taught us never to accept pay for a kindness.” He said, “Then I thank you from my heart.”

As Howard Kelly left that house, he not only felt stronger physically, but his faith in goodness and people gotten stronger.

Year’s later that young woman became critically ill. The local doctors were baffled. They finally s

ent her to the big city, where they called in specialists to study her rare disease. Dr. Howard Kelly was called in for the consultation. When he heard the name of the town she came from, a strange light filled his eyes. Immediately he rose and went down the hall of the hospital to her room. Dressed in his doctor’s gown he went in to see her. He recognized her at once. He went back to the consultation room determined to do his best to save her life. From that day he gave special attention to the case.

After a long struggle, the battle was won. Dr. Kelly requested the business office to pass the final bill to him for approval. He looked at it, then wrote something on the edge and the bill was sent to her room. She feared to open it, for she was sure it would take the rest of her life to pay for it all. Finally she looked, and something caught her attention on the side of the bill. She began to read the following words:

“Paid in full with one glass of milk”

Signed, Dr. Howard Kelly.


Sally jumped up as soon as she saw the surgeon come out of the operating room. She said: “How is my little boy? Is he going to be all right? When can I see him?”

The surgeon said, “I’m sorry. We did all we could, but your boy didn’t make it.”

Sally said, “Why do little children get cancer? Doesn’t God care any more? Where were you, God, when my son needed you?”

The surgeon asked, “Would you like some time alone with your son? One of the nurses will be out in a few minutes, before he’s transported to the university.”

Sally asked the nurse to stay with her while she said good-bye to son. She ran her fingers lovingly through his thick red curly hair.

“Would you like a lock of his hair?” the nurse asked.

Sally nodded yes. The nurse cut a lock of the boy’s hair, put it in a plastic bag and handed it to Sally. The mother said, “It was Jimmy’s idea to donate his body to the university for study. He said it might help somebody else. “I said no at first, but Jimmy said, ‘Mom, I won’t be using it after I die. Maybe it will help some other little boy spend one more day with his Mom.” She went on, “My Jimmy had a heart of gold. Always thinking of someone else. Always wanting to help others if he could.”

Sally walked out of Children’s mercy Hospital for the last time, after spending most of the last six months there. She put the bag with Jimmy’s belongings on the seat beside her in the car. The drive home was difficult. It was even harder to enter the empty house. She carried Jimmy’s belongings, and the plastic bag with the lock of his hair to her son’s room. She started placing the model cars and other personal things back in his room exactly where he had always kept them. She laid down across his bed and, hugging his pillow, cried herself to sleep.

It was around midnight when Sally awoke. Laying beside her on the bed was a folded letter. The letter said:

“Dear Mom,

I know you’re going to miss me; but don’t think that I will ever forget you, or stop loving you, just ’cause I’m not around to say I LOVE YOU. I will always love you, Mom, even more with each day. Someday we will see each other again. Until then, if you want to adopt a little boy so you won’t be so lonely, that’s okay with me. He can have my room and old stuff to play with. But, if you decide to get a girl instead, she probably wouldn’t like the same things us boys do. You’ll have to buy her dolls and stuff girls like, you know. Don’t be sad thinking about me. This really is a neat place. Grandma and Grandpa met me as soon as I got here and showed me around some, but it will take a long time to see everything. The angels are so cool. I love to watch them fly. And, you know what? Jesus doesn’t look like any of his pictures. Yet, when I saw Him, I knew it was Him. Jesus himself took me to see GOD! And guess what, Mom? I got to sit on God’s knee and talk to Him, like I was somebody important. That’s when I told Him that I wanted to write you a letter, to tell you good-bye and everything. But I already knew that wasn’t allowed. Well, you know what Mom? God handed me some paper and His own personal pen to write you this letter. I think Gabriel is the name of the angel who is going to drop this letter off to you. God said for me to give you the answer to one of the questions you asked Him ‘Where was He when I needed him?’ “God said He was in the same place with me, as when His son Jesus was on the cross. He was right there, as He always is with all His children.

Oh, by the way, Mom, no one else can see what I’ve written except you. To everyone else this is just a blank piece of paper. Isn’t that cool? I have to give God His pen back now. He needs it to write some more names in the Book of Life. Tonight I get to sit at the table with Jesus for supper. I’m, sure the food will be great.

Oh, I almost forgot to tell you. I don’t hurt anymore. The cancer is all gone. I’m glad because I couldn’t stand that pain anymore and God couldn’t stand to see me hurt so much, either. That’s when He sent The Angel of Mercy to come get me. The Angel said I was a Special Delivery! How about that?

Signed with Love from: God, Jesus & Me.”

The story of a blind girl

There was a blind girl who hated herself just because she was blind. She hated everyone, except her loving boyfriend. He was always there for her. She said that if she could only see the world, she would marry her boyfriend.

One day, someone donated a pair of eyes to her and then she could see everything, including her boyfriend. Her boyfriend asked her, “now that you can see the world, will you marry me?”

The girl was shocked when she saw that her boyfriend was blind too, and refused to marry him. Her boyfriend walked away in tears and later she found a tape with her boyfriends voice and one single sentence on it:

“Just take care of my eyes dear.”


Some of these may have seemed tacky to you but I really liked what these have represented – that you never know what chain of actions and coincidences are you in or what chain of reactions your next step might provoke. This reminds me of the meaning of everything I do and of everything – bad or good – that happens to me and around me.

I hope this will remind you that too.


Vaiva K.

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