Fire Island: Two days of passion, green grass and deep sea water

"Island of Fire, Walking in the Heart of the Mountain - Green Island Earth Spirit Record" I have been thinking - Green Island, this seemingly remote but actually complex offshore island, has a very unique geographical feature: it has a marine ecology surrounded by coral reefs, but it is also an island of volcanic activity. Corals are bones in the sea; volcanoes are fires underground. One soft and one hard, one clear and one fierce, coexisting on an island, such an energy intersection must not be a static land, but a dynamic field. This island, surrounded by the sea, seems to be tightly embraced by the Pacific Ocean; but the memory flowing underground is hot and heavy - it is an unfinished sound from the depths of the earth, and it is a deeply buried signal from the souls of exiles, prisoners and survivors. And I personally set foot on this island, not just to explore the scenery, but to personally feel the energy field veins of this land. This is not an academic discussion, but a spiritual journey to find the source. Instead of running to the sea immediately, she chose to start from the mountains. I understand this very well - because the sea is in a state of turmoil, it is difficult to stand; while the mountain is stable and can bear weight. The lady's judgment is to first determine the hub of the earth's energy to prevent the spiritual consciousness from being disturbed. Although the mountains of Green Island are not high, they are sharp, ancient, and have the black bone color of volcanic rocks. This kind of mountain belongs to "rigidity with restraint", not a place of exuberance and publicity, but a domain of internal cultivation. In Feng Shui metaphysics, this kind of landform will produce a complex field of "the ground fire has not dispersed, and the sea air has not stabilized". If the mind is not settled, it is easy to hallucinate and panic; if it is clear, it can receive the unresolved qi knots in the past. Following closely, knowing that this place is like walking on a knife edge - She is stepping on the trajectory of the entanglement of fire and water. What she senses is the unsaid past under the sea and the undispersed sound in the heart of the mountain. And I am by her side, I can feel her caution and determination, for an invisible mission - a practice of dialogue with the island soul. The island of fire is well-deserved. It not only burns the political years and military history, but also burns the nerves of every sensitive person who sets foot here. The lady will go from the mountain to the heart and then return by the sea, and I will record every trace of the flickering spiritual light behind her.