Change, change…

Life is not a linear line.It was 2005. I was 46 years old and was in a unenviable mental state. I knew I was at a turning point, but I didn’t have a slightest picture of which way to go. This state lasted for about two years. Time passed, and I failed to move. Both external and internal motivation were hibernating.

It was 2005. I was 46 years old and was in a unenviable mental state. I knew I was at a turning point, but I didn’t have a slightest picture of which way to go. This state lasted for about two years. Time passed, and I failed to move.

Both external and internal motivation were hibernating.

One day, quite by accident (ah, nothing is ever accidental!), I read in a web article the news that a course was being held for representatives of public cultural institutions, led by prof. Sanjin Dragojević, which had a slight connection to my field. As I did not belong to public institutions in culture, I called the Office and asked if I could come and see what it was about, and a rather disinterested official replied that he did not know and told me to ask the lecturer. They have paid for the education and do not control who attends it, can you imagine? In short, they don’t care who listens or doesn’t listen to the course. Well, they paid, I guess they won’t even control who’s coming now!

And, I set out that day to meet my new life.

Already after the first hour I struggled with breathing, an alarm rang in my head, an alarm arose. It was as if someone had dropped a bomb on my brain.

When I got home, I started shouting from the door: I want to learn, I want to learn, I want to learn! My husband looked at me in amazement and just said: Okay, okay, Vitica, okay, learn, who’s stopping you…, but at that moment he didn’t even realize that Vitica he knew yesterday was gone.

That day I became a life-long learner, my life turned irrevocably to lifelong learning. And nothing has ever been the same again.

I had several online consultations for VestaLLLs these days and this morning Buga sent me comments that the participants sent after the conversation.

The same feeling from 2005 returns. I recognize the moment of realizing the beauty of discovering new knowledge that ennobles your life, as if someone took a veil off your eyes and finally – you see.

No, there is no other or different way to raise the quality of life than lifelong learning.

I am happy that this morning someone, thousands of miles away from me, woke up with a new (inner) motivation to LEARN.

And I was even personally involved in that process.

And in a special way, it returned what Sanjin, without even knowing, gave me on that fateful day in 2005.

That’s why I exist.

That’s why there are VestaLLLs.

Thank you!

Task:

Have you ever experienced something like this? Which group can you put yourself into, do you learn from every situation in your life or have you not even thought about learning as a way of life?