THE FLEDGLING

THE FLEDGLING

Some day you will be old enough to start reading fairy tales again.  – C. S. Lewis

It’s only recently that my son started college and so, the youngest of my children has finally fledged. I made this wand for him using a large amethyst crystal and some smaller stones from his childhood rock collection.  They were gathered from small pouches sitting in his closet, and repurposed in a unique way that he can still enjoy.

Amethyst is a violet quartz. The ancient Greeks believed that amethyst gems could prevent intoxication. Medieval Europeans soldiers used amethyst amulets as protection in the belief that they heal people and keep them. cool-headed. And, the Tibetans consider amethyst sacred to the Buddha and make prayer beads from it.

Amethyst crystal is thought to be a natural stress reliever that calms the mind and the spirit and balances emotions. It is a crystal of protection and stability attracting positive energy.

When my son heard about the characteristics of amethyst he said, “It’s a rock Mom”. Right, it is a rock, but in my book, the healing lore associated with the stone is fun and interesting. Hopefully my son will reflect on its properties from time to time and remember that this is what his mom wished for him.

What would you like to give to your children? What would you like your legacy to your children to be? What would you like them to take with them as they go off on their own?

My inspiration, Maxwell
On Children
Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself. They come through you but not from you, And though they are with you yet they belong not to you. You may give them your love but not your thoughts, For they have their own thoughts. You may house their bodies but not their souls, for their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams. You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you. For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday. You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth. The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite, and he bends you with His might that His arrows may go swift and far. Let your bending in the archer’s hand be for gladness; For even as He loves the arrow that flies, so He loves also the bow that is stable.  — By Kahlil Gibran

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