Pele’s Love - Halema’uma’u Crater (Volcano Hawaii)

How a Spirit Being guided me to Hawaii’s ‘Valley of the Kings’ and Mt Kilauea Volcano January, 2011

Robin Hood and Kalki Overlooking Halema’uma’u Crater, Big Island Hawaii.

The Days from February 17th, 2026 have been extraordinary in the most ordinary way. The Year of the Fire Horse holds so much anticipation, inspiration and excitement. We are on this incredible ride, the universes have lined up for us. What is occurring day after day is nothing short of a miracle. It’s hard to believe when we look around at what’s going on in the material world.

But if we take the moment to look up at the stars, to say ‘Hello’ and to call in the spirit and love of this universe, maybe, just maybe we won’t be swallowed whole by the forces that don’t want us to realize how amazing we are and how much power in goodness we hold.

Tonight (February 28th) six planets form a cosmic line up and a week ago we had the great fortune to be wedged in between **Saturn and Neptune arriving at 0* Aries**. There are huge numbers floating around that it’s been 6000 years since this alignment has appeared.

Aries is known as the ‘Fire of the Spiritual Warrior’ and the Aries alignment is being called ‘the cosmic doorway opening between the world we’ve known and the world we are being called to create’.

It is our time to bring all that we’ve envisioned into reality on earth in physical form. I know for myself how important it is to hear that, to let that in.

One of the main reasons I feel compelled to share my art and stories now is mainly, in these last years doing quantum healings, I have been so lucky to meet some of the most incredible people. Healers artists musicians business owners, you name it, we’re out there! Most importantly, what I have come to recognize is that we have all been in a similar struggle, often for many many years. And that is, within this artistic healing nature, we have all to some degree not ever really fit in.

Whether it be a certain ‘art movement’ or ‘spiritual movement’ there may be elements that draw us in, but when we’ve honored our personal truth, it has always come back to ,’This isn’t quite it’, or ‘I have to do this differently’. It’s a calling, or life purpose for lack of better words. We are motivated from so deep within ourselves, that we often can’t even express where this knowing comes from. Other than it comes from a place of truth. of honoring and nothing and no one can make us stray from that searching of this mysterious truth. I have had to walk away from very important trainings with people that became like family when the unexpected knowledge or call would arrive and say, ‘You must keep moving, there’s more to do.’ The hardest part is the lack of acceptance or understanding. The feeling of loss in those instances doesn’t ever really go away. It’s bittersweet. But you keep on and eventually those clouds part and what opens before you, that light, gives your heart the understanding that one day, it will make sense and we will all re-connect.

Since moving into quantum healing, a place where I bring all of my experience and trainings and create a unique world, I have connected deeply with people from all over the world that I will most likely never meet in real life. What it has given me for the first time in my existence on earth, the knowing of what I had always imagined: There are many others out there just like me, connecting and transforming and creating in this magical world that is not only in our dreams. My sharing now is for anyone that has an interest, really, but also to try to paint a picture of how committing to yourself and your art is for life. It never goes away.

And, while getting older has certain challenges, you also have this amazing experience of seeing what you have created and experienced over many years come to a fruition of sorts. For instance, years ago I thought I had one ‘mission’. and once I completed that mission I would chill. But funny thing is, that’s not how it works. at all. It’s sort of hilarious. At this point I think I’m on my 4th or 5th. and that’s cool. I’m tired, but I’m infinitely inspired. And I won’t stop. Same goes for my art. I am having way more fun than I expected when I began reviewing all that I’ve done over many years. So many twists and turns, but also held by an incredible consistency in who I am as an artist and human being.

I heard in a meditation the other day, that I am writing these stories in this blog now because I am piecing together many years of knowledge that is leading … ‘somewhere’ very important. It sounds vague and it is vague, but I find the possibilities of what it may ultimately be, truly exhilarating. Here I thought I was getting people to look at my art … hahaha … So in it, we do things for certain reasons, but as an artist following your heart, there are going to be vastly different and much bigger openings than you can ever imagine.

So, my hope is that anyone that comes across these writings may find a little nugget that inspires to keep at it even if it feels lonely or isolated, especially when it does! There are so many magical moments waiting for you and even more magical beautiful people waiting to share and exchange with you. You are on your unique journey with your amazing story to contribute to this monumental unfolding on earth now.

Thanks for being a part of these travels. Love to all of You!

In today’s blog post I am sharing an amazing 2011 journey that brought me to Mt. Kilauea on Hawai’i, the ‘Big’ Island and the Waipi’o Valley, Valley of the Kings.

Navel of the World, where the gods began Creation.

The following are excerpts from something I wrote in 2016 for a group art exhibit:
“The series ‘Pele’s Love Volcano Series’ was shot on location at the ever erupting Eternal Fire Pit - Halemaumau Crater atop Mt Kilauea, Hawaii’s massive active Volcano, home to the mythical Pele. Legends abound for this Fire being, but the true nature of Pele is only yet beginning to reveal herself. She is the protector and guide throughout the Lands of Hawaii. Her present abode is Mount Kilauea Volcano, a truly unique place as it is one of only a few true hotspots on the planet.

While lava from most volcanos is fairly shallow, the Hawaiian lava comes from deep within the core of the earth. The Hawaiian Lands are ever forming, the place where the Earth continually creates or renews itself and from this the ancient Honua and Ka Piko oka Hawaiian legends originate. To the Hawaiians, Mount Kilauea is a sacred site known as ‘Ka Piko oka’ — Navel of the World or ‘Honua’ — Where the gods began Creation.

Robin Hood travels to Hawaii to meet Pele and learn more of the Earth’s Creation and to help her unveil the 5th World, the Way of the Heart.”

Ungrounding Changed my Life.

Written 2-28-2026

Way back at the end of 2010 I had a kind of wild experience. 2010 was a strange year for me. I had been doing a lot of design freelance but there was a pretty quiet period, a lot of it had to do with the aftermath of the 2008 financial debacle and the subsequent laws changing for consulting work. Suddenly there were all these restrictions with companies and I had quite a time navigating through a lot of additional upheaval in my life at that time.

I was also leaving my East Village home after almost 20 years. It was pretty much the only home I knew in New York City, it is a real neighborhood with amazing neighbors, the best little cafes, so many friends. I know it is the reason why I had stayed so long in the city when the world was calling for me to take a leap. It grounded me for all those years and it was my ‘base camp’ for my many travels in the years before, what I now call the ‘Dance Before 1776’.

These Hawai’i photoshoots were the final ones before shifting to the ancient 1776. There is so much to tell, so many stories, I sure hope I get to all of them. It’s also a wild ride now because I am digging up all my old writings and even detailed emails to piece together this extraordinary journey I have been on since 2005.

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That Fateful Weekend…

Despite all the upheaval in my life, I really opened up during this period. I connected (spiritually) to something so much bigger than us, something so inspiring that even writing about it now, all these years later, I have a huge smile on my face. Despite all the setbacks, it was an incredibly prolific time for me.

I was also visiting often with my parents in NJ, at my childhood home, re-discovering so many incredible secret spots in the Pine Barrens of South Jersey. One weekend I was home, I had this very strange experience. I was sitting in the living room and I remember distinctly hearing a woman’s voice say ‘You must go to the Valley of the Kings.’ My first reaction was, ‘No way am I going to Egypt, no interest whatsoever.’
I have a lifelong spirit guide that has been with me through many of my spiritual travels and trainings. She’s kind of like an invisible best friend that is only around for very specific events. Or at least she only ‘pierces the veil’ to speak with me for very important events. Well, this wasn’t her.
As I sat in the living room wondering what was going on, I remembered this other voice, her presence.

Rainbow Falls near Hilo on Hawai’i Island

Being Open to Life’s Messages

(the following words are excerpts from a 2011 email I sent to a Hopi Lady in Colorado that I was doing spiritual work with)
’About a year and a half before (mid 2009) I had a dream of a very special spiritual being. She was all green, and covered head to toe in green emeralds, even her face and her dress, and it was all one, she was connected to the emerald flowing dress. Her eyes are the most intense vibrant shimmery green emeralds. anyway, in the dream I was her, or related to her somehow. she began speaking to me as well about other things, mostly of the Emerald Heart and people opening and coming together through this emerald heart. But then that was it, I never saw her again and I had no idea who she was.’ I started calling her the Emerald Queen or Emerald Lady for short, she was very mysterious!
Around November 2010, she re-appeared and instructed me to return to a place called Valley of the Kings - I ignored her.
A couple of days later I heard it again and she said, ‘You must go’ and I said, ‘No, I don’t have any money’. Her reply was instantaneous, ‘The money will come.’ … ‘Yeah sure, whatever, do you not see I’ve been living out of a suitcase for nearly a year!’
A couple of days after that I heard her again. This time she was more adamant ‘You must go, you have a training’. Ughhhh this was getting serious. I knew I couldn’t ignore a call for training.
I also couldn’t ignore the constant reminder, there happened to be a large hardcover photo book on my parents’ coffee table called the Valley of the Kings. Just when I thought it couldn’t get more intense, Lady Eagle piped in saying, ‘And you must go to the volcano’.

‘Wait, what?? What volcano?!’ I started to feel with great dread that I wasn’t going to get out of this one.’

Early morning sunrise in Kukuihaele, overlooking the Waimanu Estuarine Reserve where I had a very intense and enlightening experience with two wild horses while standing at the cliff’s edge!

The other Valley of the Kings!

Shortly after this spiritual ‘argument’, I finally broke down and did an internet search for Valley of the Kings. My mouth dropped open with what appeared. Instead of Egyptian pyramids, I came across a Valley of the Kings on the Big Island of Hawai’i. I nearly fell over from my shouting ‘You gotta be kidding me!’ and… ‘Thank God!’
The Waipi’o Valley or Valley of the Kings, is where in the ancient days the Hawaiians sent their people to be trained in the healing arts. Also it is where the Kings went for their training and their meetings with the Sacred Healers. I couldn’t help that feeling of wonder build up in me. I’ve had such a strong connection with Hawaii since my very first time landing there, but after leaving my grandmaster apprenticeship, I never thought I would visit the islands again.

Valley of the Kings, strikingly beautiful, the magic is everywhere.

The Big Island Calls.

On the one hand it was a relief that I would not be heading to Egypt, on the other, there was the reminder of the difficult, but necessary separation to move on from my grandmaster apprenticeship on Oahu & Kauai. Initially, I was a little more nervous than excited about this calling. Why would I be returning to Hawaii so soon, what could be the true purpose and seriously, what about the funding of this trip? Of course it’s obvious that the funding came because I wouldn’t be writing this story.

Once I decided to go all in, there was no stopping me. I booked my trip, and at the last minute I found a vacancy at a remote farm in Kukuihaele, a cliffside sugarcane cottage overlooking the ocean and in walking distance to Valley of the Kings.

Kukuihaele cliffside cabin view at sunrise.

My Volcano Adventure January 23, 2011

How in the World do you Prepare for a Visit to the Hawaii Volcano?

- A notation I sent to a friend the day after my Volcano Land Energy grid Photoshoot.
“The part I heard from both of my guides was that it was time for people in Hawaii to open the way for the Divine Light to come down, that people are needed for that, almost like we have to raise our hand up so they can reach us, a mutual thing and that Hawaii is important to somehow return the Earth to its Place. (not sure, I think I'm in the process of understanding all of that :)”

I was on the island for a few days before I even allowed myself to think about driving up to the Volcano. From where I was staying it felt a world away. I don’t think it was quite halfway around the island but pretty close, at least a 2 hour drive just to arrive at the first area within Volcano National Park.

The landscape is nothing like I had ever seen.

Looking Back to Look Ahead:
My Dive into Notebook Scribbles and Long Ago Correspondences.

Going through notes, I found driving directions to make my way from the cottage to the Kilauea Caldera and crater. These were the days before GPS. It’s amazing how quickly we forget how road adventures used to be before the advent of our handy little portable computers. I don’t remember having mapped out everything to the detail that I did. I was certainly prepared for most anything! hahaha

I had everything recommended to bring to the volcano and how to dress. When it came to warnings of molten lava, I was most certainly following directions! I will never forget the sight of tourists climbing on lava rocks in Pahoa, wearing nothing but shorts and flip flops. I was embarrassed to be associated with those mainlanders :D

Inside a Glowing Lava Tube, wild beyond imagination!

How do I Honor What Came Before and Anchor its Truth within our World today?

In all seriousness it was super intense to be walking around, where only one house remained in a community that previously had slow moving rivers of molten lava travel through. I’m pretty sure there were more homes than the one I photographed, I remember there were some holdouts that weren’t planning on leaving their homes until the very last minute.

I remember the huge quiet in my heart, contemplating the reality of a people that lived with so much uncertainty, surrounded by impermanence within the love of the ever evolving sacred lands. There is an ancient pull to stay as well as the reality that it is where many locals can afford to live because of the risks, those risks keeping speculators away.

Last remaining house.

This was once a Hawaiian neighborhood, slowly turning to a lava landscape.

Exploding Lava Water - A Sight to Behold - the Mastering of Energies!

I also remember hiking near the ocean around sunset after spending the day exploring the volcano, visiting the final path of the lava before it dropped off into the ocean. It was one of the craziest things I’ve ever seen. It was kind of exploding as it hit the water.

There were tourist ‘ferries’ available that would take you around for a closer view of this spectacle. I remember thinking they were a bunch of brave ‘loonies’ to be tempting those expanding energies, no thank you!

The knowing that this is where the island was growing felt so foreign, kind of overwhelming in the imagining of what that meant, the continuous flowing, destruction and expansion - all in one. I also feel like I read somewhere that the Hawaiian islands are some of the tallest in the world. That is, if you measured them from the ocean floor.

Deep Within: Mesmerizing Beauty of Destruction Creation.

The morning that I was making my way to the top of the volcano, to see the caldera and feel out the day’s plan for me, I was hit pretty hard energetically.

It was a fairly long drive and having been in the lush area of Waipio, this drive took me to a completely different energetic area. As I ascended, weaving my rental car through the windy roads, I felt like I had been slammed.

It was unnerving to say the least, but I pushed on, knowing this was a heaven guided ‘project’ from a spirit friend I trusted more than most humans. It felt like I was trying to swim in cement.

While the heaviness pulled on me, I didn’t feel anything negative. It really could have been anything, including my own energetic transformation. From the moment I landed in Waipio, I had many wonderful conversations with the cottage property owner, creating a nervous excited anticipation of what was to come:

“She said that the Big Island is so special, it's considered to be the creation Mother Earth and one of the hotspots on the planet. It is different from other volcanos because the lava comes from deep in the center of the earth and over the millions of years creates the island and then it shifts on the pacific plates. nowhere else. some other stuff i don't understand…”

Arriving at the Destination: Fire of Life - Ever Expanding Earth - Pele’s Landing.

Once I reached the summit, I was able to recover from the strange occurrence during my drive. I drove around for a bit and settled on the tourist parking lot to get my bearings.

I was initially a little annoyed at the number of visitors but it quickly thinned out and I was able to absorb and enjoy the vastness, the surreal landscape. Most areas were accessible and I don’t remember any restrictions. I mean you literally could have walked into the caldera if you wanted to.

What struck me even more was after being there for a while I read a sign that described something like steam vents. That’s when I realized all the smoke piles I was seeing were actually steam vents for the lava that was directly under the crust. I was looking down at the ‘solid’ ground below my feet and slowly realizing that, all of the ground, not just the Caldera-crater, is living breathing lava. Yeah, I was not prepared for that and was a little freaked out hahaha

The other thing that surprised me is that there was no mountain top summit, because the top or peak had blown in or off in a past eruption, it was more of a sunken pool, like a sunken plateau. Visually that was odd for me to wrap my head around and that the lava, although molten, appeared gray. It was like a vast deep gray fiery steam venting desert, here and there filled with unusual greenery. I think it gave people the idea that it was solid when much of it was most definitely not!

Getting started on Pele’s Love Volcano Photo Series, a New Artist’s Way.

At some point I found a good area to set up for the photoshoot and allowed myself as close to the edge as I dared.

The Volcano National Park is enormous, you could spend weeks exploring all the uniquely different landscapes. The photoshoot was in many different parts throughout the area. My experience as an artist-photographer and the process of my creating art shifted dramatically or expanded at that time.

It was if something clicked in me and I completely changed my approach beginning that day I was standing on the Volcano Summit. Corny as it sounds, looking back I see that a fire was ignited within. My photoshoots within the stories both got exponentially better from that moment - as an individual viewing her own work in an artistic manner.

The Knowledge & Training I received.

It took a long time getting to this point and I want to acknowledge how much it helped me grow as an artist and also anchoring my highest self on earth. While I was playing with stories, afterwards viewing the hundreds of photos in a movie form, there was an anchoring of knowledge downloads that occurred and repeated many times.

It’s almost as if I participated in creating my own training material, if that makes any sense. The artistic and imaginative quality improved dramatically and in a strange way helped to connect me much more deeply with the stories.

My memories from that day on top the volcano feel really special. The quality of the light was spectacular, there were many pink rainbows and lightness that contrasted deeply with the fiery lava. A photographer’s dream and a spiritual expansion all rolled up into one! There was a simultaneous intensity and sun like nowhere else, but also a lightness, an unspoken movement in contrast of the highest degree.

“I spent all of yesterday up top Volcano where Lady Eagle sent me and she instructed that now was the time for the Sun to connect with Love to deep within the Volcano where from the Earth comes the fire. And that it would help the Earth and Sun together to open the Love for humanity at this time. I made it to top the Volcano and talked with Pele. So anyway, this pink light from the sun came over the crater opening of the volcano, a very special day.”

The Final Unfolding:

There was a sense of the need to connect with the upper beings in a dramatic yet quiet way and also to protect and bring to fruition something that had been stifled or mis-directed. The project felt big, and the knowing that many had come before and many would come after to propel this glorious land into its rightful place with its rightful people made my heart glow in unison with the pink fire.

An anchor point of God, a spiritual home of the Universe. I felt whole while being there and physically strong. I felt incredible guidance and acknowledgement for who I am. I didn’t feel small on that day, I felt acknowledged. And my heart felt at peace. The best part is once I was up there doing my thing, it felt natural and came naturally. Not something I was doing or performing.

Yet, part of me wished I weren’t alone. When do we all get to share these moments together. I know there’s so much to do and we can’t all be chilling together all the time, but, really, when does it come where we all hang out, shoot the shit and trade our stories. When do we get to see where our collective stories intersect. I guess I’m addressing the part that there is still the disconnect to this glorious puzzle of goodness that we are creating.

I feel good about what I completed on that day. Not only did I do my part in this spiritual adventure, but I got to do what I love most, go on an exploration and create an art piece. Some days you feel so loved by God and the Universe. This day was one of them.

Part II & Part III, coming ‘soon’… My hike down into Waipi’o Valley and dancing with a baby blue whale, the unexpected call to help in sacred land protection, with an adventure meeting two wild horses in between!

PROJECT 1776 PHOTOS

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