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*7-8-1988, Auroville:
Timidly, the urge is forming of perhaps writing another book, but on a different
basis than last time – not trying to offer a perfect gem, but as an inclusive means
for the sadhana…
… The coming week – of the 15th – appears already crowded; and afterwards, Su is
to move in with me here, so as to free C’s house and prepare it for her next stay…;
and I’m not quite sure about that…!
*8-8-1988, Auroville:
Early today Krishna came, just after N had come and gone, with the sense of this
special date of the 8-8-88, but I was confused and not receptive to it: it surely
manifests a rhythm, and I may have felt it now and then through the day, but I
can’t say I am aware of it really…
*9-8-1988, Auroville:
From midnight till 1 this afternoon I ran the cement mixer at Matrimandir, and Su
was there too, giving the signals to the crane operator… Ar. was there part of the
time as well, and John H all through; it went well. And this afternoon I went to
meet Soaz and the kids on the beach, and swam with Samuel, washing off the
cement and the fatigue…
*12-8-1988, Auroville:
There’s been a soft rain, and every living thing is filled with sap and rested in the
quiet, cool air… There was another scene with Ar. today, which resolved, as usual,
in laughter; she is like a child-woman with me; she doesn’t seem to ever grow up,
in this area of life…
*13-8-1988, Auroville:
I had lots of accounting to do this morning, and the funds are now nearly
exhausted; we can only go on with borrowed money now, or else with proceeds of
the sales, as Larry is planning, of the old solar panels; and still I can see it will not
be sufficient…
… I cooked dinner for JF.D and Michel, and we worked at translating JF.D’s piece
about the building of the Pavilion of France in Auroville, which he wants to post as
an open letter; he has at least accepted to let go of some of his aggressiveness
towards a variety of exclusivism he has encountered here in Auroville; I believe
that he is onto something valid and meaningful, but his emotions, pent-up for so
long, are constantly coming in the way…
*15-8-1988, Auroville:
I stayed at home this afternoon. Soaz and Samuel came, both grumpy and
depressed, but slowly they revived… This evening we went to watch the dance
performance – a choreography by Coni, performed by her class, on an ancient
Greek music; I liked it well enough, and it gave sense to her work of the past
several years; and Ar. was good too, all along, and they were all happy and fulfilled
when they came out after the show…