Pele’s Love - Halemaumau Crater (Volcano Hawaii)

How a spirit’s ‘Voice’ guided me to Waipio Valley, the ‘Valley of the Kings’ and Mt Kilauea, ‘Pele’s Volcano’

Robin Hood and Kalki Overlooking Halemaumau 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, and boy, is there a lot. 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 line up on the full moon and a week ago we had the great fortune to be wedged in between Saturn and Neptune arriving at 0* Aries. numbers floating around, not since 6000 years, not since 9000 years has this appeared. I feel grateful to be experiencing these unfoldings.

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

In today’s blog post I am sharing an amazing journey that brought me to Mt. Kilauea on Hawai’i, the ‘Big’ Island.

What is Navel of the World, where the gods began Creation?

January 2011 - The Dance before Project 1776

Written 2016: “The images presented are part of the Landscape Installation ‘Pele’s Love Volcano Series’. The 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 itself. 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 debacle and 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 was 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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Being Open to Life’s Messages

Back to 2010: It seemed all at once everything was upended, including ending my grandmaster apprenticeship in Hawaii. I knew it was time to leave the city and I had dreamed of many places during that time, but family stuff kept me there for some additional years.

What came of it was equal parts determination and a lot of letting go (I mean, a lot).

I was making very little money during most of that year, but I had all the time in the world, it reminded me a lot of when I first began art school, moving to the East Village (Alphabet City) in 1993. Instead of walking everywhere, I was a subway ride from one historic place after another.

The Island of Manhattan Holds so much Spirit.

I also really opened up during that 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 and my Project 1776 series in New York City.

During that time I was often visiting with my parents in NJ, at my childhood home, re-discovering so many incredible secret spots in the Pine Barrens of South Jersey.

That Fateful Weekend…

One weekend I was home (New Jersey), I had this very strange experience. 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.’ So I pretty much ignored the ‘command’ even though I knew whose voice it was. (She is my lifelong spiritual guide that rarely penetrates this earth layer to speak out loud. The last time that happened, she saved my life in Guatemala).

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 again, ‘You must go, you have a training’. Ughhhh this was getting serious. I know I couldn’t ignore a call for training. ‘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.

The other Valley of the Kings!

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. I kid you not. It was a ridiculous joke on me!

Shortly after this spiritual ‘argument’, I did an internet search for Valley of the Kings. My mouth dropped open with what appeared. Instead of an Egyptian appearance, 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!’

The Big Island Calls.

On the one hand it was a relief that I would not be heading to Egypt, but I had also recently made the difficult decision to move on from my chinese grandmaster apprenticeship in Oahu & Kauai.

It was a hard separation but I knew it was necessary. So I wasn’t as excited as I could have been. 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. So, yes, seemingly out of nowhere, I was called by an old colleague that had to take personal time off from her job and needed someone that could fill in for her for a short while.

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

Is Spiritual Guidance Arbitrary?

It was kind of a miracle. I mean, considering the state of things, it was most definitely unexpected. And then I remembered my spirit guide’s words and I laughed, shaking my head. In all the years, she (Lady Eagle) has been hanging with me, she has never been wrong.

I booked my trip, and to top it off at the last minute I found a vacancy at a remote farm in Kukuihaele, a cliffside cabin overlooking the ocean and in walking distance to the Valley of the Kings! Part 2 coming soon…