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Jossie and Ar. come to help us now and then, or stay with Diane whenever I have
to go out… John H too gives us a hand…
*17-7-1982, Auroville:
Last night was our first night of real sleep. Diane is definitely better and I am not
worried anymore.
But during the night some thieves tried to steal the pump engine; they’d already
cut the wires when Yel heard them and chased them out… Toine has come to see
the damage.
I have gone to Vanur today to begin the process of registering Ajneyam Auragni’s
birth…
*19-7-1982, Auroville:
Today Auragni has become very agitated; she seems to have acute stomach pain
and wants to remain at the breast all the time and Diane gets exhausted and
depressed and I get distressed by my impuissance to be of any help…
… And now it is Kritu the dog who is sick…
… I am reading another book by Lyall Watson, “Histoire Naturelle du Surnaturel”;
here is a man who really loves this universe!
*23-7-1982, Auroville:
Today I have been able to work out at “Last School” most of the morning, and this
afternoon I go to the general meeting; it is fairly well attended and I find that
everybody present has known that the main topic would be “Aurelec” – I hadn’t
known – and the camps are well represented, the trick in fashion being to show
tolerance and “openness” to one another…!
But I feel the whole thing, the whole direction being taken at present, to be false
from the root… When I try to say so in a few words, I am neatly ignored…
*28-7-1982, Auroville:
Dans le monde les choses semblent à nouveau s’accélérer et on sent toutes ces
puissances comme des ressorts prêts à bondir pour une tuerie imbécile et radicale,
et, en même temps, quelque chose qui se joue de tous ces instruments
« irrésistibles » et pousse, pousse les circonstances vers un certain comble, un
point de non-retour…
J’ai le manque de Toi, de Ta Présence, de Ton atmosphère physique ; il me semble
qu’il n’y a ici que des miettes, que Ton Travail se fait ailleurs – pourtant, rien que
de l’écrire, je sens bien que Tu es là…
*30-7-1982, Auroville :
La société d’Auroville devient un carcan si étroit que je ne peux plus me mouvoir…
*31-7-1982, Auroville :
Cette imbrication de niveaux, d’origines, d’affinités et de réalités, de perceptions et
de consciences… ne peut que rendre tout chemin linéaire impraticable…
Je n’appartiens nulle part ; je ne puis appartenir qu’à Toi…