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*4-7-1978, Auroville:
I went to V at Dennis’s and saw with her how to place my things there… There is
less tension between us and a more “respectful distance” now…
*5-7-1978, Auroville:
After our bath, C.E and I started moving my large book-case over to V’s; P.G was
there and helped us. Then I stayed awhile with V, putting things in order; she is a
little tight and rather possessive; she asks me to sleep there, so as not to leave her
alone with all this “wealth”… But I’d rather stay in the garden for the time being!
*7-7-1978, Auroville:
In the evening, after washing the clothes and blanket, I saw the masons and was a
bit stern with them, as they’ve been talking way too loud, disturbing everybody.
Then I went over to V’s to stay there while she went for her dinner; this is a rather
beautiful house that E.B had built, with its large windows looking out over the land,
the trees and the hills in the distance, the sunset is blazing, and it is all spacious
and warm and comfortable…
When V returned I went to bring biddies to the masons on my way to the Kitchen;
I’d asked V to inform F.Gr I wanted to talk to him, so he was waiting for me with
Patricia; I told them that, for the last two days, I’d been feeling a clear urge to
break through this blockage related to Matrimandir and that we should simply,
somehow, tell everyone that the work on the shell is now starting, and end this
false search for a so-called “collective direction”… They seemed to be feeling the
same. We figured we could announce in the next PT meeting that the work is
indeed starting on the concrete shell and that any other decision regarding the
Gardens, for instance, would be premature, that drawings and studies are needed
first from Piero and whoever is interested; that energy is required from everyone to
do the work now…
12-7-1978, Auroville:
When I returned in the evening I heard the shouts of the masons yelling at each
other. I have asked them so many times to quietly concentrate on their work and
not to disturb others – I feel bad imposing this racket on everybody here. So I
decided to be a little firm and told one of them to stop; as he was going on
shouting, I told him abruptly he could take his leave; then another of the masons
declares that he will also leave, and so do 3 of the helpers; I say “fine, you can all
leave” and wait while they pack their tools…
V and I have another argument, as I still feel to sleep in the garden rather than
move in; I end up telling her that we must acknowledge we do not understand each
other and are unable to express outwardly any real friendship; but that I do not
wish to talk any more about it…
On my way to the Kitchen, later, I saw that none of the men had left, they were all
talking quietly; I sat with them and, in my poor Tamil, explained to them what I
expected of them so we could all be happy together and the atmosphere and the
vibrations would be good for the building of this new house; they told me then they
were ready to work if I said so…
V was still waiting for me, I saw her rigidity and felt like a boy who’s gone to the
movies despite his mother having forbidden it, and it stiffened me: she asked me
bluntly to leave the house tomorrow…