I feel you, Spring

Simple things.
Like cracked road making the funky pattern.
Like snow reflecting the sun and creating a sea of glitter.
Like clean bass sound of your favourite song.
Like that sweet warm sensation at the back of your neck sun trying to kiss it.

I am a big fan of small things. But, I guess like most of us, sometimes I am blind. Worries, future plans, anxieties, nightmares create the illusionary fearful world and make me blind. I walk pass the trees and don't look at them, just think that they always be there, why so big deal.

Then the world stops.
Virus, crashing health systems, strange political decisions, some of the media feeding that fearful little girl. And then..boom..magic. The eyes are open again, the senses are strong again, the appreciation of this wonderful beautiful life comes back.

I walk pass that same tree and I feel connected. I can see how all life forms interconnect. And it's not that I didn't feel that before. I just forgot. Again and again.

The spring has come to the mountains again. The birds are happy, the trees are happy. This new amazing energy is back.

After a long winter, the spring is here. Will I manage to appreciate it and enjoy it even during these strange lockdown times? I hope so. I hope you too.

Sending love

what a view!

sea of glitter

hare?

surfing in the snow

can you see the face???

Corona Times

Hello all the dear ones,

It's a strange time we are all experiencing now. I did want to write a bit of update but I cannot not talk about big C word.

First, I will say that I am extremely grateful for my situation. I am a priviliged girl who has a beautiful shelter in the mountains, good friends around, nature escapes, good vegan food and all the comfort I need. I am not bragging about it, just really really being grateful for all.

Also, I am extremely lucky to be leading such nomad lifestyle of mine. From quite young age I have been practising the life of spontanuity and unknown. And I feel like now all that practise will be super handy. I know that so many people are put into this unknown feeling without a choise.
However, didn't we all knew that we are not really in control? I guess we can control our minds and behaviours but we can't control the events.

And I know, my situation is so sugar coated that perhaps it's easy for me to accept that unknown. But I also feel that I learnt it through my life.

I am very sad about the ones, who are so vulnerable and ill and perhaps very very worried about the future. I am sending my love and support to you. Spirituality teaches me that this too shall pass.

Each day I see so many expressed opinions online and I guess I am expressing mine now but I am on the same boat with people who believe that this all Corona Virus madness came to teach us something. I personally strongly believe that we really can learn something positive out of it.

On my side, what did I learn so far? I guess I just been affirmed that all we have is now. Yes,cliche, but I really feel that so strongly now.

Another thing that I learn again and again that without people, without loving support, community we are really lone and perhaps disable wolfs. How beautiful is to see now everybody connecting online. Calling their family and friends, arranging skype conferences, doing workshops, teaching skills online, sharing and supporting each other. There are many greedy people in the world but compassion is taking over.

Another thing that I see so strongly is how I and you and all the people around need balance in their lifes. Again, I am extremely lucky to be the one who doesn't run with thousand tasks, I find time for myself, I stop, I reflect and continue. In some way I don't need some virus to make me give some self-love and chill out card. But that, I learnt from being a nomad. There are cycles and rhythms and I try to respect each.

Corona Virus made me also realise how much I am interested in sustainable off grid-living. I feel that I don't know enough life skills, so perhaps once it is all over I would like to learn more about growing my own food and practise off grid-living.

The earth is in joy at the moment. All the CO2 emissions from travelling and transport reduced a lot. This new silence in the air is beautiful. I bet all the wild animals are having some raves now :)

And don't get me wrong, I do understand why so many people are sad, afraid, scared, worried. I have those feelings sometimes too. But I am also learning how to go through chaos. How to acknowledge, reflect and draw some conclusions out of it.

It breaks my heart to see animal sanctuaries losing their working forces, volunteers. It breaks my heart to hear abut people trapped on their own in some small flat in the city. It breaks my heart hearing about domestic abuse, fights and all that. It breaks my heart hearing about the deaths of vulnerable and ill people. It breaks my heart of hearing the stories about our superhero medics and staff working non-stop and saving lifes. But deep inside I am sure that all will be alright. That's what my mum always taught me, that's what I will always carry with me too.

I am sending all my love to my family and friends, and to those that I don't know. Be here and now, stay strong, be kind to each other and support.

With a lot of love,

Ligita

like in a movie

spring is here!

living in the clouds

In the End, It's All About People

Servus dear ones,

I am a book worm. Always have been in love with the world that lives in the books. Imaginations, inspiring stories, haunting knowledge seem to fill my soul so well. And I always so stronly believed in the power of words.

I also seem to be fond of romanticisim. Everything is magic to me, everything in this world happens synchronically, all kind of meant to be. This sort of thinking led me to romaticise isolation.

Now, people who really know me would probably never imagine that such a social little penguin as me can be craving for isolation. But I did and I do, many times.

Some of my favoutrite writers such as Bukowski or Keruac, Robyn Davidson romantisized isolation so much that to me, it seemed the most magical thing. Until I started traveling.

Until I started meeting people, all sorts. Wonderful, mean, inspiring and fun, happy and sad, lost and found. I started to listen to their stories, their teachings. I happen to realize that without social contact, without connection with these homo sapiens my life wouldn't really be that magical.

Yes, I still believe in a gift in being isolated but gosh do I love people.

For the past week my really good friend came to visit me and again and again and again it made me feel that power of connection in friendships. I feel so good, I feel so happy, I feel that belonging feeling that sometimes I lose in isolation.

I do live in the most stunning locations, but in the end, to me it's all about people. It's all about those connections you make, those stories you hear, those stories you tell. Yes, you can die happily on some epic mountain summit, but gosh there will never be a feeling that can replace that love for your beloved ones.

So go on, meet that friend who keeps on texting you but you just seem to never have free time, call that person who perhaps feel lonely, go and see your family, your grandparents. That's why we are here. To share, not to own.

Amen

Ligita

P.S. This time ALL the pictures are from Egle

Szuka

Once in China

Local transport

Zora

Blue Skies, Crispy Air, White Peaks and All That Jazz

Servus,

At the moment I am living in the nature paradise. Call me lucky, brave, adventurous, crazy or all that but somehow I get to call these places home so often.

Some people are chasing careers, fame, family matters, money and so on. I feel like I am chasing the most beautiful spots in the world. And not just to buy a postcard and send to a friend, but actually become a part of that postcard.

The nomadic life that I lead rewards my eyes and my soul. But from time to time I forget to appreciate all that beauty around.

That nagging routine always gets me spoiled. I forget to look around, breath in and out.

Now close your eyes. I want to take you to my world.

Imagine majestic white snow peaks around you, some pine forests, icy cold river nearby and then on one hill, tucked away, remote and out of that buzzing civilization we created there stands a house. A slackline outside. Hot tub, some trees. No cars, no traffic, not even a neighbour around. Just a house. And in that house a kitchen, equiped to cater vegan feasts. A storeroom full of toys- skis, snowboards, ropes, climbing gear and all the fun activities you can think of while living in the mountains. A yoga room that doesn't need any artificial pictures of some majestic nature, all is just there, right through the windows.

Imagine being in that house. You wake up and the first thing you see is 3 deers outside, right in your garden. Just walking undisturbed.

Imagine some snow storms and everywhere you look is white and cold. But you are warm. Sitting cosy wrapped up in a blanket with a cup of tea and watching nature being wild and powerful.

To me, it's my reality. Constelations of stars, tranquility, pure unstimulated life.

We do pay the cost for such beauty. But it's worth it.

I am extremely lucky to be living here.

Don't forget where you live. Don't forget to look around.

with snow and love,

Ligita

stolen pic from Becca

and another one

and another one

and another one, ha

10 Years Anniversary

Hello my sweet friends and blog readers!

So around this time in December I left my sweet and cosy homeland Lithuania and went on an adventure that so far is lasting 10 years.

I didn't leave my country because I was looking for a job, I didn't leave my country for looking for love or security or greener grass, not even an escape of cold and long winters in Lithuania. No, I had that sweet feeling of curiosity, of not knowing the world, of not meeting enough different people in my homeland. I was not running away, I was thirsty for an adventure and colourful life.

Since young age I moved a lot. I was always involved with so many different passions, hobbies and new ideas. Like that I felt that I lived the fullest. I am envious of people who can stay still because in my opinion it is a quality that is so hard for me to reach.

I knew from a young age that money or career ar any of those things that were mentioned thousand times while at school, would not bring me any happiness. My happiness was to follow my passions, to follow that sense of coming adventure.

Of course, I am extremely lucky. I had pretty sweet deal, my family was healthy, myself too, I didn't have a boyfriend who would be stopping me from leaving. So I just packed my bag and left to the unknown. Well, I did actually know where I was going-to be precise here, Romania was my destination. But I didn't know what to expect from that big wide world outside my comfort bubble.

And that's how it started. Other countries followed, other experiences, other activities, other hobbies. Everytime I would move to a new place I would love that feeling of being a complete foreigner, a fresh and empty canvas ready to be painted on. It scared me lots, hell, some of the experiences I would probably never repeat, but it gave me this kind of a traveller skin. The skin that can endure much more than before.

Life continued beautifully. Mostly because of people that I met. The souls that touched my soul, the people that left big footprints in my life. My teachers, my lovers, my soulmates, my best friends. The countries changed, the landscapes changed but this sweet feeling of nomadic life continued.

It's been 10 years that I've been living such life. And each year I ask myself a question. Is it still worth it? Does it make me happy? Do all the sacrifices for such lifestyle are worth it? So far my answer has been yes. But who knows what future can bring.

I am not always happy. I feel lonely and sad sometimes, to be away from my sweet mum, to not see my friends growing and not being there for them. Relationships become more complicated, the society pressure of convincing me to settle down and get some material possesions, the age thing. All these things come to my mind from time to time.

But then I look around at the stunning places that normally are my home for a year or so. I look at the inspiring and kind and loving people around me. And that sweet sweet feeling of being free and living the life the way I want to, not following any certain rules created for masses, being different, seing different. And that what makes me continue. That feeling makes my feet stay itchy for moving. For learning, for growing. I know it's not the same for everybody. But I think after all these years I have come to realise that perhaps that's my life recipe. And sometimes it's difficult to find all the right ingredients, but I am mostly happy with a result that I get. So far at least.

So yeah, a bit soapy me, talking about myself, reflecting and celebrating inside such wonderful lifestyle. I hope you all find your life recipes.

I love you all <3

P.S. Some old pics from facebook!