Na svou minulost mysl\u00edme jako na cosi neodvolateln\u00e9ho, na n\u011bco, co je nav\u017edy za n\u00e1mi, co ji\u017e nijak nelze zm\u011bnit. Ud\u00e1losti z minula ji\u017e nem\u00e1m v rukou, nemohu k nim dos\u00e1hnout, jsou s kone\u010dnou platnost\u00ed pry\u010d. P\u0159edstav si d\u00edt\u011b, jak stoj\u00ed sklon\u011bno nad v hlubokou studn\u00ed a v ruce dr\u017e\u00ed v\u0161echno sv\u00e9 bohatstv\u00ed, n\u011bkolik barevn\u00fdch sklen\u011bn\u00fdch kuli\u010dek. Zaujato \u017eblunkav\u00fdm zvukem h\u00e1z\u00ed d\u00edt\u011b kuli\u010dky do studny, jednu po druh\u00e9. Kuli\u010dky se poka\u017ed\u00e9 rychle no\u0159\u00ed do vody a nav\u017edycky zmiz\u00ed z dohledu. Tak si p\u0159edstavujeme \u010das: miz\u00ed, okam\u017eik za okam\u017eikem, a nikdy se u\u017e nevr\u00e1t\u00ed. V\u0161echny na\u0161e \u010diny jsou zaps\u00e1ny, nikoli tu\u017ekou, tak, abychom je mohli vymazat, n\u00fdbr\u017e nesmazateln\u00fdm inkoustem.
\nV tom obraze spo\u010d\u00edv\u00e1 kus pravdy. Je nesporn\u00e9, \u017ee v na\u0161em \u017eivot\u011b se projevuje ur\u010dit\u00e1 skute\u010dnost, kterou nelze vymazat. Chybou v\u0161ak je pokl\u00e1dat ji za podstatnou natolik, jako by n\u00e1\u0161 \u017eivot sest\u00e1val pouze z fakt. Hlavn\u00ed v\u011bc\u00ed nejsou tato fakta, n\u00fdbr\u017e postoj, jak\u00fd v\u016f\u010di nim zauj\u00edm\u00e1me, a ustavi\u010dn\u011b se m\u011bn\u00edc\u00ed d\u016fle\u017eitost, jakou jim v na\u0161em \u017eivot\u011b p\u0159i\u010d\u00edt\u00e1me. Tato d\u016fle\u017eitost nen\u00ed ur\u010dena jednou prov\u017edy. \u010clov\u011bk m\u00e1 pozoruhodnou schopnost p\u0159i\u010d\u00edtat minulosti ustavi\u010dn\u011b nov\u00fd a nov\u00fd v\u00fdznam. Ud\u00e1losti z na\u0161\u00ed minulosti nejsou zkamen\u011bl\u00e9, nejsou to v\u00fdstavn\u00ed p\u0159edm\u011bty z muzea. Podobaj\u00ed se sp\u00ed\u0161e jak\u00e9musi t\u011bstu, je\u017e m\u016f\u017eeme znova a znova hn\u00edst a d\u00e1vat mu nov\u00fd tvar.<\/p>\n
Dokud \u017eijeme, nic nen\u00ed \u00fapln\u011b hotov\u00e9. Nic neplat\u00ed jednou prov\u017edy. Dokud \u017eijeme, m\u016f\u017eeme svou minulost neust\u00e1le obnovovat a p\u0159etv\u00e1\u0159et. Nejen\u017ee m\u016f\u017eeme, je dokonce na\u0161\u00edm \u00fakolem a na\u0161\u00edm posl\u00e1n\u00edm d\u00e1t na\u0161\u00ed minulosti smysl. M\u00e1me \u017e\u00edt tak, aby se na\u0161e minulost neust\u00e1le p\u0159etv\u00e1\u0159ela, stejn\u011b tak jako prvn\u00ed t\u00f3ny melodie z\u00edsk\u00e1vaj\u00ed obsah pomoc\u00ed ton\u016f n\u00e1sleduj\u00edc\u00edch a d\u00edky jim dost\u00e1vaj\u00ed v\u00fdznam, kter\u00fd by samy o sob\u011b nemohly m\u00edt.
\nKdyby m\u00e1 minulost sest\u00e1vala pouze z neodvolateln\u00fdch fakt\u016f, sotva by to byla moje minulost. M\u00e1 minulost se st\u00e1v\u00e1 mou t\u00edm, \u017ee s n\u00ed mohu n\u011bjak zach\u00e1zet a d\u00e1t j\u00ed nov\u00fd obsah.
\nN\u00e1zor, \u017ee minulost je neodvolateln\u011b pry\u010d, \u010din\u00ed \u017eivot velmi pochmurn\u00fdm. V takov\u00e9m p\u0159\u00edpad\u011b bychom nikdy nemohli napravit hlouposti, chybn\u00e9 kroky, fundament\u00e1ln\u00ed omyly, jich\u017e jsme se dopustili. Co tam, to tam. Nikoli, kr\u00e1sn\u00e9 na tom je to, \u017ee i na\u0161e hloupost a na\u0161e omyly mohou z\u00edskat smysl, \u017ee m\u00e1me schopnost pomoc\u00ed jak\u00e9si duchovn\u00ed alchymie p\u0159etavit \u017eelezo ve zlato, u\u010dinit z toho, co bylo negativn\u00ed, n\u011bco kladn\u00e9ho. Nic nen\u00ed s to odlou\u010dit n\u00e1s od l\u00e1sky Kristovy (\u0158 8,35).<\/p>\n
z knihy W. Stinissena Putov\u00e1n\u00ed k pravd\u011b vybrala a upravila roby<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Na svou minulost mysl\u00edme jako na cosi neodvolateln\u00e9ho, na n\u011bco, co je nav\u017edy za n\u00e1mi, co ji\u017e nijak nelze zm\u011bnit. Ud\u00e1losti z minula ji\u017e nem\u00e1m v rukou, nemohu k nim dos\u00e1hnout, jsou s kone\u010dnou platnost\u00ed pry\u010d. P\u0159edstav si d\u00edt\u011b, jak stoj\u00ed sklon\u011bno nad v hlubokou studn\u00ed a v ruce dr\u017e\u00ed v\u0161echno sv\u00e9 bohatstv\u00ed, n\u011bkolik barevn\u00fdch […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":11,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[20],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.cestanahoru.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2687"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.cestanahoru.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.cestanahoru.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.cestanahoru.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/11"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.cestanahoru.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=2687"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/www.cestanahoru.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2687\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2730,"href":"https:\/\/www.cestanahoru.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2687\/revisions\/2730"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.cestanahoru.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=2687"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.cestanahoru.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=2687"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.cestanahoru.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=2687"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}