The tips of her toes leave the surface of the water. The last of her body to feel the air. As she submerges into the water. Diving into the darkness. Her feet gracefully slide from air to water with barely a splash. Her eyes close as she begins the descent. She automatically pushes her arms in front of her to carve through the body of water she has found herself in. To propel herself deeper.
Read MoreWe all carry within us, our own folklore. It has been with us from our first breath. And our personal story takes shape in the footprints of our lives. Once I realised this, I went searching for my own myth. I joyously discovered many beautiful Lithuanian tales and ancient stories, which spoke to me. One in particular, led me to realise I carry the tears of a mermaid in my soul. I have the curious spirit of a hummingbird. The instincts and visionary nature of a gentle fox. And the wild nurturing of a big cat. This is my personal symbology. And this is the key to unlocking me.
But first, let me tell you a story.
Read MoreSomewhere in the universe, at the same time as you are reading this, a young boy stares at the cocoon of a butterfly. Looking closely, he notices a small opening at the end of the cocoon. The butterfly inside is moving in time to every exhale and inhale the young boy makes. A dance of nature.
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