{"id":3156,"date":"2019-01-03T11:00:45","date_gmt":"2019-01-03T10:00:45","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/btm.sk\/WP\/?p=3156"},"modified":"2019-01-03T11:00:45","modified_gmt":"2019-01-03T10:00:45","slug":"novorocny-sneh","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/btm.sk\/WP\/2019\/01\/03\/novorocny-sneh\/","title":{"rendered":"Novoro\u010dn\u00fd sneh"},"content":{"rendered":"<p class=\"western\" lang=\"en-US\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, sans-serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">Milovan\u00fd Bo\u017ee, novoro\u010dn\u00fd sneh prekryl na\u0161e tiene, tlmen\u00e9 obavy, vzlyky, starosti a strachy. My\u0161lienky sa zlatisto odr\u00e1\u017eali od svetielkuj\u00faceho povrchu zeme a z\u00e1rove\u0148 sa v bielej z\u00e1zra\u010dnej hmote rozt\u00e1pali, aby neubl\u00ed\u017eili zemi&#8230;<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" lang=\"en-US\"><!--more--><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" lang=\"en-US\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, sans-serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">Je nov\u00fd rok. \u010cakaj\u00fa n\u00e1s nov\u00e9 \u017eiariv\u00e9 grafy v\u00fdkonov, nov\u00e9 v\u00fdtla\u010dky nov\u00edn, mo\u017eno no\u00e1 pr\u00e1ca&#8230; Pr\u00fadenie energie, snov, slov a pretavovanie v\u00edzi\u00ed. Tis\u00edce odtie\u0148ov bytia.<br \/>\nViano\u010dn\u00e1 ru\u017ea m\u00e1 m\u00e4kk\u00e9 kvety, \u010dervenie sa do tmy, poh\u013eadom sa sp\u00fa\u0161\u0165am po jemn\u00fdch \u017eilk\u00e1ch a \u017eel\u00e1m si uchova\u0165 tento ne\u017en\u00fd obraz v pam\u00e4ti. Mys\u013eou mi prebleskuje tis\u00edce prepojen\u00ed udalost\u00ed, hlasov, svet sa mi prediera svetom a mne do\u0161li r\u00fdmy, \u010das, v\u00f4\u013ea, mo\u017eno i \u00fasmev. Sklad\u00e1m si du\u0161u do Tvojej v\u00f4le, odt\u00edskam ot\u00e1zky mal\u00e9ho pochybova\u010da, ktor\u00fd sa vo mne hl\u00e1si vo sne i vo dne. Znepokoj\u00ed a vyru\u0161\u00ed.<br \/>\nSvet sa roztv\u00e1ra v \u017eivote, ktosi prich\u00e1dza, ktosi odch\u00e1dza a ja sa brod\u00edm v plyt\u010dine a do n\u00f4h sa mi zadieraj\u00fa ve\u013ek\u00e9 triesky slabosti a \u010dier\u0148avy. Potom v hmle sa boj\u00edm a modl\u00edm sa, a\u017e k\u00fdm nepoc\u00edtim Tvoju \u017eiaru. Listujem Tvojim slovom a vo mne prepadlisk\u00e1 neznalost\u00ed, s\u00fdtim sa poznatkami, ach, ak\u00e1 som derav\u00e1. A c\u00edtim, \u017ee som stratila v\u0161etky prirodzen\u00e9 slov\u00e1, a tak h\u013ead\u00e1m n\u00e1hradn\u00e9 rie\u0161enia&#8230;<br \/>\nZ\u00e1kruty snehu, nevypovedan\u00e9 slov\u00e1 zhasli ako star\u00e9 hviezdy, aj rany st\u00edchli a ja som uverila, \u017ee aspo\u0148 dnes, ani jeden \u010dlovek neochorie na nen\u00e1vis\u0165.<br \/>\nSneh na nov\u00fd rok oblepil cel\u00e9 mesto, aby n\u00e1s zaizoloval od hurhaja sveta, od pl\u00e1nov a \u017eiadost\u00ed mocn\u00fdch, od vzdychov nad sebou sam\u00fdmi. Mraziv\u00fd sever\u00e1k mi dul do srdca, ke\u010f som st\u00e1la na rozbitej zast\u00e1vke, ale ke\u010f som v mobile po\u010dula hlas\u00a0 svojich drah\u00fdch, bolo mi hor\u00faco. A to je podstatn\u00e9. Po\u010du\u0165 hlas svojich bl\u00edzkych. Napriek stavu sveta, stavu financi\u00ed, stavu v\u00fd\u0161ky konta&#8230; Napriek nov\u00fdm hodnot\u00e1m, ktor\u00e9 si vytvorila modern\u00e1 civiliz\u00e1cia. Ja nedok\u00e1\u017eem \u017ei\u0165 bez hlasu bl\u00edzkeho. A \u010do ty?<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" lang=\"en-US\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, sans-serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">(Eva Bachletov\u00e1)<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Milovan\u00fd Bo\u017ee, novoro\u010dn\u00fd sneh prekryl na\u0161e tiene, tlmen\u00e9 obavy, vzlyky, starosti a strachy. My\u0161lienky sa zlatisto odr\u00e1\u017eali od svetielkuj\u00faceho povrchu zeme a z\u00e1rove\u0148 sa v bielej z\u00e1zra\u010dnej hmote rozt\u00e1pali, aby neubl\u00ed\u017eili zemi&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[11,146,9],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/btm.sk\/WP\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3156"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/btm.sk\/WP\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/btm.sk\/WP\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/btm.sk\/WP\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/btm.sk\/WP\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=3156"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/btm.sk\/WP\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3156\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3157,"href":"https:\/\/btm.sk\/WP\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3156\/revisions\/3157"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/btm.sk\/WP\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3156"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/btm.sk\/WP\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3156"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/btm.sk\/WP\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3156"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}