{"id":525,"date":"2009-06-03T14:34:00","date_gmt":"2009-06-03T14:34:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.artfoodsoul.com\/?p=525"},"modified":"2009-06-03T14:34:00","modified_gmt":"2009-06-03T14:34:00","slug":"just-ask","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.artfoodsoul.com\/?p=525","title":{"rendered":"Just Ask"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>When I moved back to the cape 11 years ago, my sister had given me the book Simple Abundance. I read it cover to cover that year. There were some days I rolled my eyes at the trite words and other days the writing rang true. I don&#8217;t think that&#8217;s peculiar to this particular writer, I think it is something all of us writers do at one time or another, and with a book of that magnitude, how can some entries not fall short? And so it is with blogging, too.<\/p>\n<p>Every once in a while, I return to Simple Abundance, as I have again lately. I still roll my eyes at some of the entries, and I still find entries that are powerful.<\/p>\n<p>Yesterday&#8217;s was one of those for me. It was about asking. You know like Matthew wrote, &#8220;Ask, and it shall be given to you; seek, and ye shall find; knock, and it shall be opened unto you.&#8221; Sarah had me there and then further on she had another fabulous quote, followed by her writing:<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;&#8216;It is a long time since I have asked heaven for anything, but still my arms will not come down,&#8217; Spanish poet Antonio Porchia mused, giving voice to the profound paradox of asking. We want, we need, we desire, we yearn, but we don&#8217;t ask. Still our arms stay up in the air. Longings cross our mind, but we don&#8217;t really commit ourselves. We don&#8217;t lay it on the line. We don&#8217;t ask because we&#8217;re afraid somebody will say &#8216;no.'&#8221;<br \/>~Sarah Ban Breathnach<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m ready to put my arms down and raise my voice instead.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>When I moved back to the cape 11 years ago, my sister had given me the book Simple Abundance. I read it cover to cover that year. There were some days I rolled my eyes at the trite words and other days the writing rang true. I don&#8217;t think that&#8217;s peculiar to this particular writer, &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/www.artfoodsoul.com\/?p=525\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &#8220;Just Ask&#8221;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[631],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-525","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-art"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.artfoodsoul.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/525","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.artfoodsoul.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.artfoodsoul.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.artfoodsoul.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.artfoodsoul.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=525"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.artfoodsoul.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/525\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.artfoodsoul.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=525"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.artfoodsoul.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=525"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.artfoodsoul.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=525"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}