{"id":635,"date":"2018-12-01T09:47:21","date_gmt":"2018-12-01T17:47:21","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/create.twu.ca\/insightsofakahuna\/?p=635"},"modified":"2019-10-23T10:31:18","modified_gmt":"2019-10-23T17:31:18","slug":"leadership-story-the-golden-glimmering-dragon-of-light","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/create.twu.ca\/insightsofakahuna\/2018\/12\/01\/leadership-story-the-golden-glimmering-dragon-of-light\/","title":{"rendered":"Leadership Story: The Golden Glimmering Dragon of Light"},"content":{"rendered":"<audio class=\"wp-audio-shortcode\" id=\"audio-635-1\" preload=\"none\" style=\"width: 100%;\" controls=\"controls\"><source type=\"audio\/mpeg\" src=\"http:\/\/create.twu.ca\/insightsofakahuna\/files\/2018\/12\/Golden-Glimmering-Dragon-of-Light.m4a?_=1\" \/><a href=\"http:\/\/create.twu.ca\/insightsofakahuna\/files\/2018\/12\/Golden-Glimmering-Dragon-of-Light.m4a\">http:\/\/create.twu.ca\/insightsofakahuna\/files\/2018\/12\/Golden-Glimmering-Dragon-of-Light.m4a<\/a><\/audio>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\"><b>Golden Glimmering Dragon of Light<\/b><\/p>\n<blockquote><p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">On the day of a solar eclipse, in the year 1758, the island of Vanlola appeared in a near mortal state. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">It had become a wasteland from all the destruction caused by the warring tribes. The land was reduced to nothingness, overshadowed by dark, grey skies.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">On that day, a dragon appeared with a golden glimmering light. It had appeared from a sky portal and looked ready to bring a fight. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">The dragon let out a deafening roar which froze each islander in their place, as they all shared a single thought: \u201cThat death had come to punish their fall from grace.\u201d <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">But as quickly as the dragon appeared, it shot straight down and disappeared. Confusion overtook their fear, as the islanders pondered: \u201cWhat else was near?\u201d <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Hours after the incident, a small child was born. The mother named her boy \u2018Kahuna,\u2019 wishing he\u2019ll grow wise and adorned. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">It seemed the mother got her wish as she took her last dying breath. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Years later, the baby grew into a boy and the island prospered with lush green jungles.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Islanders farmed, hunters hunted, but still the tribes waged war. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">This saddened the young boy who often seeked refuge in a great big tree. Here he was free to ponder: \u201cWhy does this need to be?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cWhy can\u2019t everyone just get along? Why is it that they must fight? Why do the trees have to suffer? Why must the leaves lose their light?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">It was in his questions, where his thoughts took form or shape. The answer was so simple: \u201cThat love must retake its place!\u201d <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">So in the years gone by, Kahuna preached how love could regain their grace. How love could transform each other, make each stewards of their place. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">From his message, followers had formed. But still, not everyone was convinced. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Vanlola was reaching that barren state, which Kahuna had heard of some years since. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Then out of nowhere the tree transformed, and from its place a black dragon morphed.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">This time the islanders felt ready, as their weapons advanced over the years. They held their weapons at bay, ready to meet their fears. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">But Kahuna recognized the dragon at once, for within it he seeked refuge from under the sun. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">And in that moment he knew what to say: \u201cPlease love one another, bring light to the day!\u201d <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cRestore the life that it\u2019s in your land, make peace with the heavens by your hand.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cFrom there we\u2019ll evolve, we\u2019ll restore the leaves green, we\u2019ll all come together and live off it\u2019s gleam.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">At once they knew, Kahuna was right. It was time to end wars and break free from the night.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">So they all held hands and looked up high, the black dragon rose then gold light filled the sky.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Then as it did some twenty years back, it shot down to the Earth like it was a flashback. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">And from that day the people vowed, to unite as one and watch what they plowed. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">To always respect the land that they farmed, and to serve one another; Make peace, never harm. <\/span><\/p><\/blockquote>\n<!--themify_builder_content-->\n<div id=\"themify_builder_content-635\" data-postid=\"635\" class=\"themify_builder_content themify_builder_content-635 themify_builder tf_clear\">\n    <\/div>\n<!--\/themify_builder_content-->\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; Golden Glimmering Dragon of Light On the day of a solar eclipse, in the year 1758, the island of Vanlola appeared in a near mortal state. It had become a wasteland from all the destruction caused by the warring tribes. The land was reduced to nothingness, overshadowed by dark, grey skies. 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