The Pūrākau of Tane and the Sacred Kauri - Day 32
In a small Māori village nestled beneath the shadow of a great forest, there lived a young man named Tane. He was named after Tāne Mahuta, the atua of the forest, and like his namesake, he had a deep connection with the ngahere (forest). Tane was admired for his tireless efforts to care for the trees and plants. He often cleared fallen branches, watered the ferns, and tended to the roots of the great Kauri trees.
One day, an elder named Kuia Hine called Tane to her whare. She was the spiritual guide of the iwi and held wisdom passed down through generations.
“Tane,” she said, “you have a kind heart, but your efforts are scattered like leaves in the wind. You water the ferns, prune the harakeke, and tend to each plant, yet the ngahere is struggling to thrive. Why do you think that is?”
Tane bowed his head, confused. “Kuia, I thought I was serving the forest by tending to its parts. Have I been doing it wrong?”
Kuia Hine smiled and handed him a kete. Inside was a small bowl of pure spring water.
“Take this water,” she said, “and pour it at the base of the sacred Kauri in the heart of the ngahere. Do this every day, and watch what happens.”
Tane did as instructed. Each day, he journeyed to the sacred Kauri, an ancient tree standing tall in the center of the forest. He poured the spring water at its roots, speaking karakia to Tāne Mahuta, asking for blessings for the forest.
As the days turned into weeks, a miraculous change began to unfold. The sacred Kauri’s leaves became greener, its bark glowed with vitality, and its roots seemed to hum with life. But it wasn’t just the Kauri that thrived—across the ngahere, the ferns unfurled, the harakeke stood tall, and even the smallest plants blossomed with renewed vigor. The forest came alive with the songs of birds and the rustle of the wind through rejuvenated branches.
Kuia Hine visited Tane in the ngahere and observed the transformation.
“Tane,” she said, “do you see now? By nurturing the roots of the Kauri, the source of the forest’s strength, you have nourished the entire ngahere. The Kauri shares its vitality with all the plants, birds, and creatures around it.”
Tane bowed his head in awe. “Kuia, I understand now. To truly serve the whole, I must focus on the source.”
Kuia Hine nodded. “This is the way of life, Tane. By serving Io Matua Kore, the Supreme, we nourish all beings. Like the Kauri is to the ngahere, Io is the root of all existence. Through karakia, aroha, and devotion to the Divine, all of creation is blessed.”
From that day on, Tane continued his work in the ngahere with a renewed sense of purpose. He poured water at the base of the sacred Kauri and sang karakia, knowing that his service to the source benefited not just the forest, but all the beings who called it home.
Moral of the Story:
Like watering the root of a tree nourishes all its branches and leaves, serving Io Matua Kore, the Supreme, nourishes and uplifts all living beings. When we focus on the source of life and offer our devotion there, the blessings flow outward to sustain and enrich all of creation.
Poll: Would you rather: Christmas in summer forever or winter forever?
Just a bit of a fun poll to get you thinking.
If you had to live out your Christmas days, would you prefer it was a summer Christmas or a winter Christmas?
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61.6% Summer
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36.7% Winter
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1.7% Other - I'll share below
Worst Xmas ever?
There's a a lot of planning that goes into Christmas day and sometimes things just don't go to plan. But it can be a good thing - a family mishap or hilarious memory that you can laugh about in Christmases to come.
Whether you burnt the dinner or were stranded at an airport...
Share your Christmas mishaps below!
Te Whakapūtanga o te Atua - Day 33
In the sacred valleys of Aotearoa, beneath the watchful gaze of the maunga and the whispering ngahere, there was a time when harmony within the iwi began to crumble. The values of tikanga (righteousness) and manaakitanga (compassion) were neglected. Greed, conflict, and disregard for the whenua had begun to take root, threatening the balance cherished by the people.
The kaumātua of the iwi gathered at the marae to seek guidance. They performed long karakia, calling upon the atua and Io Matua Kore, the supreme source of all life. As they chanted, a warm breeze swept through the wharenui, and the voice of Tāne Mahuta, the atua of the forest, resonated through the air like a gentle waiata.
When tikanga fades and matekiri (disharmony) arises, Tāne said, Io Matua Kore, through the atua, manifests anew to restore balance and guide the people back to the ways of light.
Soon after, a child was born to the iwi, surrounded by signs of divine blessing. Birds of all kinds gathered at the whare, and the rivers flowed with an unusual clarity. The kaumātua named the child Rongo, after the atua of peace and cultivated lands, believing he would be the one to lead the iwi back to harmony.
As Rongo grew, his wisdom far surpassed his years. He taught the people to honor kaitiakitanga (guardianship) of the whenua, to uphold manaakitanga for one another, and to align their actions with tikanga. He reminded them that life was a sacred connection between the wairua, the whenua, and Io Matua Kore.
When righteousness wanes and shadows grow, Rongo would say, we must remember the teachings of the atua. For in each of us, their spirit is alive, and through us, the balance can be restored.
Under his guidance, the iwi flourished again. They planted trees, nurtured their rivers, and cared for one another as whānau. Balance and peace returned to the land, and the harmony of tapu and noa was restored.
Moral of the Story:
When tikanga (righteousness) declines and the balance of life is disrupted, the divine manifests through those chosen to lead and guide the people. It is our collective duty to listen, to act, and to restore the harmony that sustains all of creation.
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