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  • The Duck Who Loved Rainbows: A Short Story About Wonder, Longing and the Journey

    The Duck Who Loved Rainbows: A Short Story About Wonder, Longing and the Journey

    Hi, I’m Delphie. I’m a duck, pond paddler, cloud watcher, and lifelong fan of rainbows.

    Every time the sky bent into color, my feathers tingled. I couldn’t help it, I had to follow.

    One morning, I saw the biggest rainbow yet. It stretched across the entire sky. And for the first time, I left the pond behind.

    1. Wonder Is a Beautiful Place to Begin

    I didn’t know where the rainbow ended. I didn’t know if it did end. But I waddled on, through tall grass, over hills, past curious deer.

    The colours kept moving. But so did I. It felt good to chase something just because it made me feel alive.

    Sometimes we need to follow beauty, not because it’s practical, but because it’s honest.

    2. Longing Isn’t Weakness, It’s a Sign of Depth

    Some mocked me for leaving. “It’s just light and water,” they said. “There’s no pot of gold.”

    But I didn’t want gold. I wanted to know what pulled me.

    Wanting more, feeling there’s something beyond what we know, that’s not foolish. That’s being awake.

    Desire doesn’t always mean discontent. Sometimes, it means you’re listening to something deeper.

    3. The Treasure Wasn’t at the End—It Was Along the Way

    When I finally reached where the rainbow seemed to touch the earth, there was no sparkle. No pot. No secret waiting.

    But I saw things I’d never seen. Trees that sang in the wind. A field of yellow so bright it hummed. My own reflection in still water, looking stronger, somehow.

    I hadn’t found what I was chasing. I’d found myself. The journey gave me more than the destination ever could.

    Final Thought from Delphie

    Chasing beauty won’t always lead to treasure.
    But it will always lead you closer to something true.

    Because even a duck, following colours in the sky, can discover the gold was never at the end, it was in the going.

  • Blending In to Stand Out: The Leadership Lessons of a Chameleon

    Blending In to Stand Out: The Leadership Lessons of a Chameleon

    Hi, I’m Callo. I’m a chameleon, tree dweller, master of stillness, and fluent in the language of colour.

    Some say I disappear. But really, I speak, just not with sound. One day, when my forest faced a threat, I didn’t run. I shifted. And that’s when everything changed.

    1. You Don’t Have to Be Loud to Be Clear

    A wildfire had sparked near the outer grove. The birds scattered. The monkeys shrieked. Panic painted the treetops.

    But I stayed. Not because I wasn’t afraid, but because I knew a quieter way to act.

    I moved branch by branch, flashing signals in shades: amber for danger, green for safe, cobalt for follow me.

    I didn’t shout. I shimmered. Not every message needs a megaphone; clarity comes in many forms.

    2. Adaptability isn’t Weakness, it’s Wisdom

    I didn’t stick to one color. I didn’t insist on being seen a certain way.

    I changed, shade by shade, moment by moment. Some call that hiding. I call it reading the room.

    In shifting, I helped others move. I led without taking center stage.

    Real strength isn’t staying fixed. It’s knowing when to change and when to stay true.

    3. Leadership Looks Different on Everyone

    I wasn’t the fastest. I wasn’t the loudest. I wasn’t even the biggest.

    But I saw the pattern in the chaos, and I used what I had. By nightfall, others were safe, perched in the cool branches near the stream.

    I stayed behind a moment, watching the leaves glow with the last of the firelight, knowing I’d helped, even if no one saw.

    You don’t need a crown to lead. Just purpose and presence.

    Final Thought from Callo

    Sometimes leadership is bold.
    Sometimes it’s silent.
    Sometimes it changes color, again and again, just to guide others through.

    Because even a creature who blends in can stand out when they choose the right moment to shine.

  • A Portal in the Garden: How a Pug Discovered the Power of Letting Go

    A Portal in the Garden: How a Pug Discovered the Power of Letting Go

    Hi, I’m Mabel. I’m a pug, lover of snacks, enemy of stairs, and full-time backyard philosopher.

    One afternoon, while digging under the rose bush (don’t ask why, it’s instinct), I uncovered something odd.

    A shimmer. A hum. A light. A portal.

    It didn’t shout or spark. It simply… waited.

    1. Distraction Can Reveal What Focus Misses

    I wasn’t looking for anything. I was just avoiding the vacuum cleaner.

    But sometimes, in moments when you’re not trying so hard, when you’re off-track, off-task, or off-guard, you stumble into something unexpected.

    Turns out, getting a little lost can be how you finally see what’s been there all along. Not all discoveries are made on purpose.

    2. Letting Go of Control Makes Space for Surprise

    I had no idea what the portal was. No plan. No map. No backup chew toy.

    And for once, that was fine.

    Inside it, the rules were different. Time bent. Paths looped. There was no order, and somehow, no pressure.

    In the absence of control, I found clarity. We miss a lot when we grip too tight. Some things can only unfold when we let go.

    3. New Worlds Change Old Ones

    When I returned, everything looked the same: the hydrangeas, the fence, the neighbor’s annoying wind chime.

    But it didn’t feel the same.

    My eyes had widened. My steps slowed. My questions got better. The portal didn’t replace my world; it deepened it. Sometimes, one new experience can shift how you see everything you thought you knew.

    Final Thought from Mabel

    Not all magic is loud.
    Not all lessons look like lessons.
    And not all paths are straight.

    Because even a detour through a rose bush can become a doorway to something greater.