Pele’s sacred forest is in the rainforests of Kilauea on the Big island. The hula all started with the swaying of the ohia trees in the winds. The rains come in the night time. The birds come, the shy cardinal and the noisy mynah, the big Kalij pheasant. The earth is being born here. Go down the road in the park at the end of the day, and walk out on the lava. As the day light fades, you see the lava pouring in fire rivers down the mountain. Stand in the steam vent. Walk across the crater itself. Leave a lava stone wrapped in a ti leaf, and Pele will welcome you back.