17. gadsimta beig\u0101s kaln\u0101 b\u016bv\u0113t\u0101 bazn\u012bca, labi paman\u0101ma jau iebraucot no r\u012bta, miera p\u0101r\u0146emtaj\u0101 pils\u0113ti\u0146\u0101. T\u0113vs J\u0101nis garaj\u0101, baltaj\u0101 habit\u0101 jau smaid\u012bgs gaida pie bazn\u012bcas un labpr\u0101t dal\u0101s ar interesantiem st\u0101stiem par bazn\u012bcas v\u0113sturi, un Paul\u012bnie\u0161u orde\u0146a kust\u012bbu Latvij\u0101. Mums tiek dota iesp\u0113ja nok\u0101pt bazn\u012bcas pagraba kapen\u0113s, kur va\u013c\u0113jos \u0161\u0137irstos atp\u016b\u0161as di\u017ecilt\u012bgo un gar\u012bdznieku p\u012b\u0161\u013ci. Da\u017ei no tiem ir saglab\u0101ju\u0161ies p\u0101rsteidzo\u0161i labi, un T\u0113vs J\u0101nis skaidrojumu tam rod tic\u012bb\u0101 un \u0161\u0137\u012bst\u012bb\u0101.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Atvad\u0101mies un braucam p\u0113t\u012bt slaven\u0101s Skaistkalnes karsta kritenes, \u0161eit ir viena no unik\u0101laj\u0101m viet\u0101m Latvij\u0101, kur iesp\u0113jams v\u0113rot karsta izrais\u012bt\u0101s p\u0101rv\u0113rt\u012bbas. Karsts – tas ir neparasts \u0123eolo\u0123isks process, \u016bdenim izskalojot ie\u017eus, pazem\u0113 veidojas tuk\u0161umi-piltuves, vagas, kan\u0101li, dobumi, plaisas. Tiem palielinoties, zemes virs\u0113jie sl\u0101\u0146i, zaud\u0113ju\u0161i zem sevis pamatu un iebruku\u0161i tuk\u0161um\u0101. T\u0101tad, ar motocikliem j\u0101p\u0101rvietojas \u012bpa\u0161i uzman\u012bgi, jo kl\u012bst le\u0123endas, ka Otraj\u0101 Pasaules kar\u0101 te no artil\u0113rijas rad\u012bt\u0101 trok\u0161\u0146a, zem zemes pazudu\u0161as pat veselas kaujas vien\u012bbas.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
T\u0101l\u0101k virziens uz Eleju. Mums ir padom\u0101 aprun\u0101ties ar dziednieci Veroniku, kura pie savas m\u0101jas uzc\u0113lusi bazn\u012bcu, bet pl\u0101not neko nevaram, jo uz pirmo telefona zvanu sa\u0146emam \u012bsu, bet konkr\u0113tu atbildi: “Tagad run\u0101t nevaru!” \u013baujamies ce\u013cam un izbaud\u0101m to. Elej\u0101 iebraucam ap septi\u0146iem vakar\u0101, \u0101tri atrodam mazo balto bazn\u012bci\u0146u un sa\u0146emamies piezvan\u012bt v\u0113lreiz. Veronikas bals\u012b j\u016btama piesardz\u012bba, bet vi\u0146a ielai\u017e m\u016bs bazn\u012bc\u0101 ar norunu, ka vi\u0146u pa\u0161u nefilm\u0113sim.
\u0100ris sveicinoties saka, ka vec\u0101mamma esot st\u0101st\u012bjusi par tik\u0161anos jau b\u0113rn\u012bb\u0101, kuru vi\u0146\u0161 pats neatceras. “J\u0101,” Veronika atbild. “Es zinu, tas bija 1994. gad\u0101.\u201d
K\u0101 vi\u0146a to var zin\u0101t, ja \u0100rim tad bija divi gadi? V\u0113l\u0101k vakar\u0101 mamma telefona sarun\u0101 apstiprina – j\u0101, ap to laiku ar\u012b vedu\u0161i \u0100ri pie dziednieces.
Vied\u0101 sieviete, ar skaidro un caururbjo\u0161o acu skatienu, s\u0101kum\u0101 m\u016bs uzman\u012bgi v\u0113ro, jo bie\u017ei jau negad\u0101s \u0161eit, sv\u0113tn\u012bc\u0101, redz\u0113t noput\u0113ju\u0161us, ar som\u0101m un tehniku apk\u0101ru\u0161os, motoce\u013cot\u0101jus. Bet, pamaz\u0101m ledus k\u016bst, un m\u016bsu komunik\u0101cija k\u013c\u016bst arvien dz\u012bv\u012bg\u0101ka. K\u0101d\u0101 br\u012bd\u012b, Veronika jau s\u0101k skait\u012bt savu dzeju un atcer\u0113ties par jaun\u012bb\u0101 pavad\u012bto laiku Lapme\u017eciem\u0101, kop\u0101 ar Imantu Ziedoni. S\u0101kam jau atvad\u012bties k\u0101 lab\u0101kie draugi, kad Veronikas kundze m\u016bs aicina uz kafiju sav\u0101 m\u0101j\u0101. Ar liel\u0101ko prieku sekojam un v\u0113l br\u012bdi turpin\u0101m sarunas pie galda blakus eso\u0161aj\u0101 m\u0101j\u0101. \u0100r\u0101 jau s\u0101k kr\u0113slot, mums negrib\u012bgi j\u0101pamet jauk\u0101, m\u0101j\u012bg\u0101 atmosf\u0113ra, jo net\u0101laj\u0101 Vilc\u0113 ar naktsm\u0101j\u0101m gaida Baizelis J\u0101nis<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ce\u013c\u0161 \u0101r\u0101 pie mo\u010diem ved atkal caur bazn\u012bcu. Taj\u0101 Veronikas kundze uz atvad\u0101m v\u0113l notur par mums aizl\u016bgumu.
\nNo negaid\u012bt\u0101s un jauk\u0101s tik\u0161an\u0101s, emocion\u0101li un gar\u012bgi uzl\u0101d\u0113ti, l\u012bdz ar rieto\u0161\u0101s saules stariem ieripojam \u0136irbju pagalm\u0101, kur m\u016bs sagaida Baizelis J\u0101nis.<\/p>\n\n\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
17. gadsimta beig\u0101s kaln\u0101 b\u016bv\u0113t\u0101 bazn\u012bca, labi paman\u0101ma jau iebraucot no r\u012bta, miera p\u0101r\u0146emtaj\u0101 pils\u0113ti\u0146\u0101. […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":13580,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_acf_changed":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[11],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-13877","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-1836-ru"],"acf":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.onthewayoffreedom.com\/ru\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/13877","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.onthewayoffreedom.com\/ru\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.onthewayoffreedom.com\/ru\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.onthewayoffreedom.com\/ru\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.onthewayoffreedom.com\/ru\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=13877"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.onthewayoffreedom.com\/ru\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/13877\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.onthewayoffreedom.com\/ru\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/13580"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.onthewayoffreedom.com\/ru\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=13877"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.onthewayoffreedom.com\/ru\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=13877"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.onthewayoffreedom.com\/ru\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=13877"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}