HPP Cave

[punagirl]

I wonder if it has anything to do with the Dharma Initiative???

Atlanta/Pahoa

[loffelkopffl]

theres an opening to the cave in eden roc also

[pam jones]

Oh, my gosh! Is this not the coolest place on the planet or what! And the best things to see are nature made, thank-you very much.
Nate, I would love to explore this cave on your property and would gladly bring extra flashlights and whatever else we would need!
Definately want to know where the one in the Roc is. Mella wouldn't it be great if it was close to us?!! Caves, waterfalls, active volcano, gorgeous scenery - what more could a person ask for!? I better shut-up before I get accused of being with the Chamber..again.
Nate I am dead serious about wanting to explore the cave on your property, that would be one fine adventure! PJ

[Carolann R]

Okay Nate, that's just about the coolest creepy thing I've heard in a long time...it's like some novel or something!



Carrie

"The opportunities to reach into the lives of others in an inspiring way arise in countless ways every single day..." Dr. Wayne W. Dyer

http://www.hellophoenix.com/art

[Cindy B]

Do any of these caves lead to the ocean? Someone was saying on some of the HPP lots you could here the ocean under the ground.

Cindy

[Cindy B]

Exactly. But don't give away my YA novel idea ;-) I'm so glad though that I asked these questions.
Cindy
Carrie wrote "it's like some novel or something!"

[bystander]

I've read accounts of that plague that was mentioned in the autobiography of Rev. Titus Coan. He was a missionary who came to Puna in the 1800s.

http://www.soest.hawaii.edu/GG/HCV/COAN/VI.html

Excert from book:
In early years Hawaiian hospitality was generous, and on my tours among the natives I found them ready to provide liberally, according to their ability, for me and the helpers who accompanied me. To this good feeling there was one notable exception. There was a small village about eighteen miles from Hilo, where I had taken special pains to tame and Christianize the people. They rarely provided even a cup of cold water until I arrived and begged them to go to a somewhat distant spring to fetch it; and for this I would have to wait two hours, perhaps, while parched with thirst, burning with the heat of a midday sun, and weary with walking over long miles of scorching lava fields. On one occasion, returning from a circuit tour of more than a hundred miles, I stopped at this place and preached and conversed with the villagers. I had been absent from home over two weeks and had consumed all the food I had taken with me, except a little stale biscuit. I had nothing for the two good men, members of the Hilo church, who had traveled all the distance with me. Evening closed in, and I asked the occupants of the house and some of the neighbors who had come in if they could not furnish my two companions with a little food before they slept. The answer was, "We have no food." "Perhaps you can give them a potato, a kalo, a breadfruit, or a cocoanut." They answered as before, "We have nothing to eat, not even for ourselves." So, weary and hungry, we lay down upon the mats for the night, and when we were supposed to be asleep, we heard the family under the cocoanut trees eating heartily, and conversing in an undertone that we might not hear them.

After years of kind instructions with the hope of leading them to appreciate the love of God and the value of a true Christianity, they remained the same hardened beings. My patience and desire to lead them to "the Lamb of God" continued; but thinking of what the Saviour said to His disciples about "shaking off the dust of their feet," I resolved on a trial, hoping to win them into a better way.

In a meeting when "the hearers but not the doers of the word" were assembled, I said to them, "These three years have I come seeking fruit on this fig-tree, and find none. I will, therefore, leave you to reflect on what you have heard from the Lord; and, whenever you repent and desire to hear the Gospel again, send for me and I will hasten to you with joy." But they never sent. Time passed on and down came the fiery torrent of which I have written, and covered the village, consuming the cocoa-palm grove, the potato and banana patches with the thatched meeting-house and school-house, leaving nothing but a blackened field of lava. The people took their little all and fled.

They settled near the borders of the lava stream, and in the year 1853 the small-pox fell among them (the only place in Puna where the disease went), and a large part of them died. There was no physician within eighteen miles, and the poor creatures knew not what to do. Some bathed in the sea to cool the burning heat, and perished, and some crawled out into the jungle and there died, and were torn and partly eaten by swine. They had fled from the devouring fire only to meet, if possible, a more painful doom, and it reminds one of the words of Jeremiah uttered against the stubborn Moabites: "He that fleeth from the fear shall fall into the pit, and he that getteth up out of the pit shall be taken in the snare."

That the small-pox should find them and no one else in Puna seems remarkable; but these are the facts. A number of these villagers were visiting in Honolulu when the fearful disease raged there. They thought to escape it by returning home, but unknown to them the destroyer had already seized them and they perished in their wild, secluded jungle. I visited this scene of sorrow and desolation, gathered the stricken remnant of the sufferers, spoke words of condolence, and encouraged them to come with their sins and sorrows to the Saviour. They seemed subdued, welcomed their pastor, and were, I trust, "saved yet so as by fire."

[bystander]

I should add that the village Coan refers to used to be at Nanawale. The lava flow created the sand hills near Hawaiian Beaches.

Another historical account of Hawaii I enjoyed reading immensely was Isabella Bird's "The Hawaiin Archipelago". The link I have furnished is to an online un-illustrated version of her book. I have seen a version which included her sketches but I forgot the URL.

http://etext.library.adelaide.edu.au/b/b...la/hawaii/

[Cindy B]

Perhaps the "Nanawale" Hawaiians had tired of the good reverand's intentions to "tame"
them lol. Looks like he finally took the hint! As for the smallpox - isn't just like nowadays, using a disease and a coincidence to say "God is on our side."

Cindy

[Carolann R]

But Cindy, one might add that this is how Hawaiians lived as well...when you have faith in a higher power, whether it is the Universe, God, Allah...or Pele...the events in your life or the lives of those you know are ruled by this power, correct? So Pele told them to move Nanawale way by sending a great fire from lava and destroying their current place of residence, perhaps. I wonder which God would have been responsible for the plague of smallpox on them in their view? To the POV of the missionary - the plague was from God who was punishing them for their lack of interest in his word...very interesting stuff bystander - I have save this URL in my favorites and will enjoy it I'm sure.



Carrie

"The opportunities to reach into the lives of others in an inspiring way arise in countless ways every single day..." Dr. Wayne W. Dyer

http://www.hellophoenix.com/art