Čiste namjere / Pure Intent

One day the misery will be defeated....and we will be the parents of many children of many races


wind beneath my wings

Crossroads can be scary sometimes. I know many people simply don't like to deal with uncertainty. Understandably so. I sort of get off on them.

Crossroads to me is a sign that change is on the horizon. And change is a good thing. At the very least it implies the possibility to grow. So that's where I'm at. A crossroads. I've put things in neutral at the moment to wait for the signs on which road is mine. It's interesting to see and feel oneself at different stages of ones life.  10 years ago the road less traveled would have been my chosen path. 10 years from now it may be the one with the biggest comfort zone or a big fuzzy security blanket. At the moment, it feels like the middle road may be the one for me.

So what in the hell am I talking about, huh? I'm  never actually sure of that to be quite honest. But my rambling definitely has something to do with the fact that I feel, at least for the moment, that an exit from my beloved Bosnia and Herzegovina is in the cards. That perspective, frankly, excites me to no end.
I was reading an interview with Demir Mahmutcehajic on sarajevo-x last night. It reminded me of a conversation I had with Jasmila Zbanic last autumn. She was angry. Mainly at herself. It came with the epiphany that, at least from what she could gather, only a small handful of people here were truly into creating something new, fresh, different....AKA - change.

She argued that if only a small percentage of people were 'fighting' for that change...what gave us the right over the 95% of the people who really aren't interested in change of any shape or form. Her conclusion was that we didn't. We were the fools. We were the ones who needed to leave here....not the primitive, provincial idiots running the country or their herds - but us.

Now Jasmila will always put things in a slightly harsher form than I would. But I've been chewing on her words since then. I don't have much faith in the hopes of change here. But on a personal level, the thought of a drastic change after almost two decades is a most pleasant one. In a way it makes me sad that I have finally succeeded in emotionally detaching myself from BiH (who am I kidding, I will never be able to cut the chord all the way thru). On the other hand....its a fresh wind under my wings.

It could be time to fly. 


Čiste namjere / Pure Intent
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What is cista namjera
Although i have become an honorary balkanite, one thing that truly bothers me is how distrustful we are of each other and how quick we are to criticize without necessarily knowing all the facts. I will certainly criticize...and rant & rave about the environment and other things that get ispod moj koze. But i promise to do it with the pure intent. No lies. No bull shit. And entirely open to criticism.

about me
I am a semi-nomadic global activist...bosnaphile, ecologist, hiker, writer, new yorker/sarajevan. Bosnia and Herzegovina has been my home after i hitchhiked from Germany to BiH on Christmas day 1992. People always ask me what was the hardest thing about coming to Bosnia during those times. My answer is always the same...'leaving!'

What about you?
This blog isn't about me. It's about us. I'd love to hear from you...your comments, complaints, suggestions, passions, fears, whatever. What I'd rather not have is a stupid nationalistic exchange on who did what, when. I'm not interested in finger pointing but constructive dialog. If you happen to be one of those negativci...leave your negative energy somewhere else please. Hvala.

I have already received comments from some of you asking me to write or comment on certain issues. That, in fact, is what this is all about. I welcome requests to write about certain topics...and if i can, i surely will. Feel free to ask me to address specific topics.



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