by Nicholas P. published on May 20, 2018
I can only imagine how busy you are creating and Being these days, and so appreciate you taking the time to play. Your energy is so uplifting, and while this happens w the portal a lot but especially with our emails, it’s just always the perfect time on this end.
I do at times go into a ? place over the place, especially w the CC crew and HATJ, even I know you are all here to help, play, Be, guide, and Love ALL. For whenever. 🙂
Anyway, today my heart is with my Ohana on the Big Island, and I just wanted to collectively send them Love, Pele’s guidance, and protection. My hearts actually always been there, and visiting Kona in 2006, (also a world cup year) is an experience that is such a part of me. In many ways, that neck of the woods Ascended early. I’ll try to put it into words as best as I can.
So these 3 NYC Boys (a Puerto Rican, a Jew, and a Vietnamese get on a plane to Hawaii, stop me if you’ve heard this, lol) took a trip to the Big Island in ‘06 ready to bring our (at the time) partying and debauchery tour out west. Now while we liked to party, it was always a time/place deal. I was in my second year of teaching, after a mini career working as a Computer Teacher for Veterans and as a Vocational Rehab Counselor for Adults w disabilities and who were transitioning from the private prison system. My parents, life experiences, work experiences, and NYC taught me a lot about respect and non judgement, and I give thanks everyday for every person I’ve ever been blessed to serve. I approached it with an open mind, but really didn’t know what to expect.
What I met were Heart Strong Spiritual Warriors who have guided and become a part of me as an illusion breaking, budding Creator Being. Wow.
As I watch footage of Kilauea finally releasing, after a week or so’s worth of trying to give people time to prepare (the fissures), I’m feeling and playing in the memories of all the amazing people I met there. The Hawaiians I met were some real individuals, who welcomed the three of us with open arms.
One of the coolest things about Kona is that there’s no separation, like when you go to another tropical Island and you have a self contained resort, separate from the people and essence of the place. It’s a laid back place, and you share the beach with the local people, as it should be.
We just hit it off instantly, I always had that ??vibe, lol, but we were treated like we were from there. It’s like we read each other’s energy, and within 20 minutes at the beach, the official name escapes me at the moment, we were part of the fabric. Playing soccer on the beach, sharing a beer and a smoke, laughing, body boarding, it felt like I’ve lived there all my life. Hard to explain, but it was like you had to be your true self to hang. I felt so comfortable and LOVED, at a time when I was wracked by anxiety and fear, which the NYC School System can do to new individuals not aware yet, lol. Whole different ballgame these days ️.
As an early bird, I was always up before my friends, and took that time to explore the area in our rental jeep. Flashbacks of the top down, and that Kona Air flowing, the White Stripes or KRS-One on the stereo (we took 2 CD’s with us in our last minute packing ridiculousness, lol).
I made friends with a few folks up at the coffee place/shopping center up from where we were staying, just up Ali’i drive. One was a teacher who lived in a place in the mountains, who went on vacation, felt the Love and just decided to stay.
Our third day there was our trip up to Volcano national park. After we left and were on the road, I realized we didn’t have a camera. The three of us in our hungover widsom decided that we’d just grab one at the giftshop. At 6 AM. In a volcano. A gift shop…..I never said we were geniuses, and the Kona Brewery/Kona greens…allegedly, lol, are part to blame. We were(n’t) that young.
Anyway, I never did get that camera, but the images, sights, sounds, and smells are with me 12 years later. Hiking the crater, meeting some cool people on the trail, the awesome silence, putting my hands over the vents and feeling the hot steam rising up from deep within the planet (Yup, she’s living and breathing all right). Feeling like I was on another planet. The Vloggy smell. The old no longer usable roads and street signs that had become part of the park itself due to Kilauea’s periodic expansion. The mosaic of stars on that nighttime drive back down the mountain.
I feel that I connected with something there, and am supposed to share this. Kilauea/Pele, (The Planet itself) is so awesome, is going through some expansion and growth, and is not to be taken lightly, kind of like Creator Beings. What’s happening to Kilauea is happening to everyone I feel, only we can either have Love or Fear fissures. Luckily we can choose which ride it’s going to be.
I felt the spirit of Hawaii, from Hilo side to the Beaches, Bars, and Mountain Houses near Kona, and was forever changed in so many positive ways. The Love I felt from the people, and the island has become such a part of me, and was/is instantly returned.
I’ll never forget my last day there, saying bye to my friend at the coffee shop, her handing me a newspaper with the headline ‘Kona needs special education teachers’. For the next hour or so, that was the plan, what great visions….and getting on that plane home was so hard!
I invite you and all fellow CB’s to play over there in the ‘dreamstate’, and shower the area some Love, Protection, and more Love, you know how we do! Respect.
“Pele, Goddess of Fire and Change
Help me find the spark in myself.
Help me light and fan the flames of my true desire. Help me find my resolve and inner knowing.
Thank you Pele!”