Kahu is the soaring hawk that greets us as we travel the land. It is the guardian of the trails that cross the mountain passes, and the messenger who joins us with the stars and ages long gone.
It soars far above the Earth to embrace the towering peaks, the sweep of rivers, the spread of the forest and the shift of the waves along the sea-shore. Kahu captures with discerning eye the merest detail far below, the shift of its prey, the smallest of movements that gives its hide away.
Kahu is vision and birthing. In the springtime when Kahu brings food to the nest, it follows lore long lost to other birds. It feeds the weakest chick first, for it understands that while the strong will survive in their own right, the vulnerable one may not. When the young hunters bring food home, they feed the elders first. These caring traits have become the higher ways of people.
The energy of Kahu is dynamic, intense and powerful. It is fearless in pursuit of the needs of family. Kahu, in its completeness, is a mover and shaper, a presence in the land that reminds us to look at the world with a far-seeing eye. Kahu is vision.
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