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In most countries around the world, Father’s Day is celebrated on the third Sunday of June each year. It originated here in America when Sonora Smart Dodd decided that fathers should have a designated holiday, just as mothers do. Mrs. Dodd and her five siblings were raised by their father, which I’m sure contributed to her admiration for him. Her idea was apparently not so popular with the fathers that she spoke with though, as they felt that they would essentially be paying for their own gifts for this crazy new holiday! Nonetheless, she persevered with her idea, going to local shops and government offices, as well as her local YMCA and churches to draw attention to her cause. Her idea was successful and, on July 19, 1910, the first Father’s Day was celebrated.  It has been celebrated since that date but it wasn’t until 1972 that then-President Richard Nixon signed a proclamation declaring Father’s Day to be a national holiday.

Traditional gifts for Father’s Day include socks, sweaters, or the ever popular necktie. This year, I’m choosing to celebrate Father’s Day by giving my dad one of our Mango Wood Bowls filled with our top ten crystals for men. He humors me about my crystal obsession and agrees that they are nice to look at. They will beautify his home while filling it with beneficial, healing energy.  Onyx, Mahogany Obsidian, Green Tourmaline, and Hematite are grounding and protective; they will help him feel protected as he has protected others throughout his life. Turquoise helps promote heartfelt communication, which is essential in all relationships. Blue Sapphire is a stone of wisdom, and that in itself reminds me of my dad.  Malachite and Lemon Quartz are healing and purifying, to help keep him physically healthy. Brecciated Jasper and Golden Tiger Eye will help fill him with optimism, strength, and vitality.

However you celebrate - as a father or a child or both - I wish you a Happy Father’s Day! I will leave you with a poem by Dinah Craik which I think suits this day perfectly:

Oh, the comfort, the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person, having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words, but pouring them all out, just as they are, chaff and grain together, certain that a faithful hand will take and sift them, keep what is worth keeping, and with a breath of kindness blow the rest away. - Dinah Craik


Article By Stephanie Tingle

Posted on June 15, 2013
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