So I built a little house, and invited people to stop by if they wanted to chat.
I said the house would be a good place to discuss spirituality, and those who came by were interested in discussing spirituality.
I called them my friends and they called me my friend, and we had good company together.
Material responsibilities called me away from the house - another child, moving home twice, and especially setting up in business after being unemployed nearly a decade.
I asked friends to help keep the little house friendly and they jumped in to help, even though it would cost them time and patience.
Responsibilities meant I returned to the little house less and less frequently.
When I did, I felt I had no time to talk with my friends. I simply looked in to make sure the place had not fallen to fighting, and where it had, try to resolve it.
As the company grew, so the arguments grew. So it became a labour simply to turn up.
I tried different ways to prevent the fighting - hard and ruthless, soft and forgiving, but neither approach particularly worked for long.
And now I have come back to find the little house in disarray. Friends hurt, the place a mess, the little house exhorting my negligence.
My friends, one and all, I have let you down by not supporting you when you supported me.
For that you have my abject apologies, and sincere thanks for your patience.
I have a lot of PM's to go through, a lot of threads to read. I need to think seriously on what CR is and should be. I need to re-open forgotten doors long-closed on spirituality.
I said the house would be a good place to discuss spirituality, and those who came by were interested in discussing spirituality.
I called them my friends and they called me my friend, and we had good company together.
Material responsibilities called me away from the house - another child, moving home twice, and especially setting up in business after being unemployed nearly a decade.
I asked friends to help keep the little house friendly and they jumped in to help, even though it would cost them time and patience.
Responsibilities meant I returned to the little house less and less frequently.
When I did, I felt I had no time to talk with my friends. I simply looked in to make sure the place had not fallen to fighting, and where it had, try to resolve it.
As the company grew, so the arguments grew. So it became a labour simply to turn up.
I tried different ways to prevent the fighting - hard and ruthless, soft and forgiving, but neither approach particularly worked for long.
And now I have come back to find the little house in disarray. Friends hurt, the place a mess, the little house exhorting my negligence.
My friends, one and all, I have let you down by not supporting you when you supported me.
For that you have my abject apologies, and sincere thanks for your patience.
I have a lot of PM's to go through, a lot of threads to read. I need to think seriously on what CR is and should be. I need to re-open forgotten doors long-closed on spirituality.