Rianna Organa
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The way of the force is not often known by anyone, the way it shifted and turned guiding where it would. How often is it looked upon as a tool meant to be wielded and used for a singular purpose.
Rianna could feel it around her, through her and softly whispering to her a state that had taken sometime to achieve. The simple twist of her hand and she was able to call for the plant life around her. Good thing she had this garden. But where she had excelled was the healing arts.
The ability to combine projective telepathy with far seeing had been a breakthrough in her training that she had not expected. Even now to reach the state of farseeing took a few moments of absolute focus. But farseeing was not to be taken for granted for everything was fluid and therefore subject to change.
Plants now they were the great joy of her age. The beauty in watching something grow from a small tiny easily damaged seedling into a healthy plant took time and patience that Rianna had lots of these days. Maeve was off helping the Mandalorians, Dral was out wondering like a nomad of old and Rianna was a widow who had returned to what she knew best, the peace of being a Jedi Healer.
She taught classes on Alderaan at the temple in the mountains for any who would come and then looked after the garden. She had not taste for life at court except for when her niece asked advice. The recent trip to Fondor made Rianna realize that perhaps there was something she could still do.
And Maeve did ask her to look into food sources for the Outer Rim. This she could do.
For now she wanted to meditate and clear her mind, find focus in the world around her.
Rianna could feel it around her, through her and softly whispering to her a state that had taken sometime to achieve. The simple twist of her hand and she was able to call for the plant life around her. Good thing she had this garden. But where she had excelled was the healing arts.
The ability to combine projective telepathy with far seeing had been a breakthrough in her training that she had not expected. Even now to reach the state of farseeing took a few moments of absolute focus. But farseeing was not to be taken for granted for everything was fluid and therefore subject to change.
Plants now they were the great joy of her age. The beauty in watching something grow from a small tiny easily damaged seedling into a healthy plant took time and patience that Rianna had lots of these days. Maeve was off helping the Mandalorians, Dral was out wondering like a nomad of old and Rianna was a widow who had returned to what she knew best, the peace of being a Jedi Healer.
She taught classes on Alderaan at the temple in the mountains for any who would come and then looked after the garden. She had not taste for life at court except for when her niece asked advice. The recent trip to Fondor made Rianna realize that perhaps there was something she could still do.
And Maeve did ask her to look into food sources for the Outer Rim. This she could do.
For now she wanted to meditate and clear her mind, find focus in the world around her.