Sed\u00edm v kuchyni, ticho, ktor\u00e9 sem-tam preru\u0161\u00ed zvuk okoloid\u00faceho auta. \u00dapln\u00fd pokoj. Dnes nejdem do pr\u00e1ce, dnes sa nenah\u00e1\u0148am za zame\u0161kan\u00fdmi vecami. Dne\u0161ok je tu pre m\u0148a, pre oddych.<\/p>\n
Pop\u00edjam k\u00e1vu a z okna sledujem, ako sa po\u010dasie zmenilo a stalo sa jesenn\u00fdm. Hust\u00e1 hmla zakr\u00fdva takmer v\u0161etko, Alpy zmizli, oddychuj\u00fa v oblakoch. Vid\u00edm len jazero. P\u00e1r ka\u010di\u010diek na \u0148om, spolu, pl\u00e1vaj\u00fa sem a tam.<\/p>\n
O\u010di mi padn\u00fa na obvykl\u00fd strom. Jemn\u00fd v\u00e1nok, sem-tam padne list. Prich\u00e1dza spomienka na detstvo \u2013 ako som ve\u010der chodieval z hod\u00edn hudby a sledoval pada\u0165 listy, c\u00edtil ten jemn\u00fd chladn\u00fd v\u00e1nok, ktor\u00fd ma to\u013eko o \u017eivote nau\u010dil. Uk\u00e1zal mi kolobeh \u017eivota a ak\u00e9 je kr\u00e1sne akceptova\u0165 a u\u017e\u00edva\u0165 si ka\u017ed\u00fa jeho f\u00e1zu.<\/p>\n
Ten pocit \u017eivota spojen\u00e9ho s nie\u010d\u00edm tak siln\u00fdm ma nap\u013a\u0148al. Miloval som ten pokoj a milujem ho dodnes. Dnes je m\u00f4j svet ale in\u00fd \u2013 \u010dasto r\u00fdchly, pln\u00fd cie\u013eov in\u00fdch \u013eud\u00ed. Tak\u00fdchto chv\u00ed\u013e je len m\u00e1lo. Tak\u00fdch, kedy m\u00f4\u017eem by\u0165 len s\u00e1m so sebou, vn\u00edma\u0165 ten pokoj, nas\u00e1va\u0165 ho pln\u00fdmi d\u00fa\u0161kami a c\u00edti\u0165 viac moju du\u0161u ne\u017e telo.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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