Richard Farrell wrote 9 months ago: without dwelling in the question of how much is enough, we are unlikely to experience having it … more →
Richard Farrell wrote 9 months ago: one version of the art of living: learning to be how and what you are … more →
Richard Farrell wrote 9 months ago: when you no longer push the river, the river no longer pushes you … more →
Richard Farrell wrote 9 months ago: the illusion of control is the most fundamental (and cruelest) illusion of all … more →
Richard Farrell wrote 9 months ago: all dreams of flowers (i love you more) are nothing so much (than words can hold) as reflections of … more →
Richard Farrell wrote 9 months ago: the world emerging as we speak . . . could even the gods ask for more? … more →
Richard Farrell wrote 9 months ago: a life organized around accumulating power is a life spent attempting to control the outcomes in lif … more →
Richard Farrell wrote 9 months ago: a special grace: to be granted contentment with one’s lot … more →
Richard Farrell wrote 9 months ago: life’s ultimate pleasure: to be free from care (adapted from Baisao) … more →
Richard Farrell wrote 9 months ago: if you see you that control in life is an illusion, the (apparent) choice is faith or despair … more →
Richard Farrell wrote 10 months ago: it’s true – I don’t wish I’d spent more time at the office … more →
Richard Farrell wrote 10 months ago: because we are human beings, we live in language; because we live in language, we live in time; beca … more →
Richard Farrell wrote 10 months ago: spirituality has to do with our mood around the ultimate questions that arise because we humans live … more →
Richard Farrell wrote 11 months ago: This is the last post in the splashingbird blog. All of the posts have been moved to “born of … more →
Richard Farrell wrote 11 months ago: revenge is a dish best served not at all … more →
Richard Farrell wrote 11 months ago: until you know what you are, how can you know who you are? … more →
Richard Farrell wrote 1 year ago: how remarkable, we celebrate only youth even as our own disappears … more →
Richard Farrell wrote 1 year ago: leaf after leaf floats, like the moments of our living, until the last one touches ground … more →
Richard Farrell wrote 1 year ago: thou hast no self to k(no)w … more →