Showing posts with label my Soul. Show all posts
Showing posts with label my Soul. Show all posts

Monday, July 28, 2014

Prince OR Pauper

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Wednesday, August 28, 2013

JOY of BEING Book Release!

                                                                        
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'JOY of BEING' gets Raving Reviews...

In clear, pure, simple words, VeerajaR’s poems pay tribute to the divine.  She looks to the day by day natural world for evidence, taking butterflies, snowflakes...... 

Nothing seems so small it cannot evoke connection to God.

...... After reading this book, we understand why when asked: “O tell us, poet, what do you do?”  VeerajaR, like Rilke, might very well answer,  “I praise.”

Victoria Clausi, 
Associate Director
Bennington Writing Seminars 

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Wednesday, June 19, 2013

JOY of Life!




What is the chance of a butterfly
Landing on my finger,
let alone
Stay contented & peaceful...
Feeling the throb of my nerves
Of my heart,
Oh, how I wish...
My babies could, always!
Copyright©2013VeeraMahal Franklin

Thursday, September 15, 2011

Centella Asiatica



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Sunday, March 23, 2008

Praise Hymn


Praise at The Highest Pitch!

Happy Easter everyone!


We did have a great Easter-despite the fact our kids are little grown up for Easter egg hunt. It is great to have the kids come home for spring break - to just relax, chat, cook and eat together. The weather was so great and sunny; the kids even grilled some salmon out in the porch.


Today as we were going to church, I got a glimpse of my sons-they did look very handsome in their formal suits with tie. Just a few years back, I remember having a big tug-a-war before church because, my older son would not wear anything other than a rip/torn denim with a worn out T’shirt. Being parents we felt helpless and very upset. Today, he had been bugging his younger sister that she should wear dress-not jeans and sweater. She looked cute in her dress, too. Troubles, big and small at all phases of life are learning experience -children and parents do grow together wiser and closer, but with a wider boundary.


The church was packed and as usual we just made it in time. That meant we had to stand throughout the mass. It didn’t matter-I felt very happy to be there with my family thanking God, singing his Glory at high pitch. My son “J” nudged at me signaling “keep it down”, I nudged him back which meant “it is alright to give HIM Thanks and Praise (including singing at high pitch).” I felt like the child I once was who believed that higher your singing-pitch is, higher and faster your prayer gets to God.


Just then the usher stopped by and requested us, as a family, to bring the Gifts and the Holy sacraments to “The Alter”. What an honor-especially, at the Easter morning service when the church is overflowing with so many beautiful and most deserving families? The child in me-my soul, jumped with joy-"See…See, HE heard you, heard you sing at high pitch!" I felt so blessed carrying the gifts and Holy sacraments with my family to “The Alter”-it was as if God was telling me “I did hear you my child!” I guess, HE does want me to sing at my highest pitch and keep nudging back to my son “J.”
-by VeeraMahal FRANKLIN