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[ JA & NJO group training] You will know when you are calm. At Peace

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"You will know ( the good and the bad) when you are calm. At Peace."
~ Master Yoda


Ruusan
Deep in the Jungle


The light would filter with an almost ethereal glow down the overhead cavern shaft towards the alabaster pedestal in the center of the seemingly glacial cavern lake. Ruusan was a planet full of ruins, and in this particular case, the little known meditation alcove was no different.

Few had ever set foot here, save for the late Grandmaster Kiskla Grayson and a handful of students led by the ghost of Jedi Knight Adele A'donnai.

It would be no different this time.

Around the small lake was the amphitheater like seating, allowing enough room for a small group to find suitable seating for the lesson the Iridonian would provide today for those that the Force would guide to Adele.

Sitting in a seiza, with her feet tucked under her by the center pedestal, she would wait. Her fingers lay gently upon her knees, on on top of the other in a small vee. Her eyes were closed, and she was immersed in a deep meditation she had always been known for.

There is no death. There is the Force.
 
Word had been sent that Master [member="Adele Adonai"] was holding a lesson on Russan, deep within it's jungle. Morgana was never one to shy away from the oppertunity to learn something new. In fact recent events had proven she had a far better knacn for learning than she did when she was younger. Either she was developing more in the Force or just in mentaility alone; given how rebelious she tended to be when she was younger. But now she was performing far better than before. Whatever Adele intended to teach or help with Morgana didn't want to miss it. She was starting to see the truer value to having proper lessoning given to better advace your skills.​
Entering the very tranquil and beautiful ruin Morgana walked careful down the steps before seeing Adele. She'd sensed her as she entered but now seeing her had helped to emphasize the power she could sense behind the Jedi knight. She apporched and only bowed before her before awaiting to hear her speak. She'd learned it was best to speak when spoken to with some Jedi. Better to keep to that until knowing the person better.​
 
For the Felacatian, attending this session wasn't a matter of mulling it over and deciding it might be a good idea. No, he had reasons, good reasons for making the trip, not the least of which being that he'd never set foot on Ruusan before. Somehow, in all the years he had spent within the rank and file of the Jedi contingent of the Republic, there had never been anything that had necessitated his presence here. Now aside from visiting what was to him a new world, he would be attempting to begin combatting a significant problem of his: a lack of mental protection.

The final draw came from the one running the session, an Iridonian by the name of [member="Adele Adonai"]. Now there was a face he hadn't seen in years, not since the days in which Jedi still had a place on Tython. Not since he had been a brand-new padawan. Last he heard, she'd been dead. The Force worked in mysterious ways, without a doubt, and he would be lying if he said he didn't feel pulled to come here. The Force provides, sometimes. Once planetside, the matter of 'sniffing' out the trail of a presence that was only a vague familiar one after so much time was not too difficult. Soon enough he found his way to the cavern lake; it was cold, but not so cold as Rhen Var, and he had been there more than once.

Upon arriving, it was apparent he wasn't the first one there to learn. The atmosphere of the small amphitheatre-like place stayed his tongue, leaving him to offer little more than a polite nod to [member="Morgana Forceborn"] (the only other student here, as of yet) before taking up a place towards the back, as his stature of six-and-a-half feet would demand, for the sake of others.
 
Maria was not the one who would join absolutely every training session, especially when they were group trainings, but this time was a training she had to attend to. The good things she had heard about the Jedi Knight Adonai were making it too irresistible to just ignore there would a training on Ruusan. Of course she had made her way to Ruusan.

She was not sure what was going to be taught there; nobody was. But it had to be something interesting and new. Or if not, she would get a chance to become just a little bit better at something.

The opening to the ruins were about to be seen and Maria started getting slightly anxious. It was her first time on a training with not the Jedi Order, but with the Jedi Academy. While there was nothing to be afraid of, she still had this little worry inside her she always had when doing something new. It was probably essential to acting with a clear mind.

She stepped into the ruins, walked downwards to the place where training would take place and when she noticed other people, she would have wanted to wave to them, but then remembered it was not the formal Jedi way. So instead, she lowered her hand and made her way to others, shortly bowing to them, and sat down.

Interesting things were about to happen, she could tell.

[ [member="Adele Adonai"] | [member="Morgana Forceborn"] | [member="Meeristali Peradun"] ]
 
Aitis had come because he had been woken from his nightly repose by a suddenly bright and clear vision of the glacial cavern lake and it's chamber. He had seen the ghostly image of Adele Adonai beckoning to him, and the faces of others he did not yet know seeming to be waiting for him, surrounding the ghostly looking Jedi in a group as varied as clouds in the sky. So he had boarded a freighter and came as quickly as possible to Rusaan, and from there his visions had came infrequently and more cryptically as he sought and finally found the cavern. With a nod to the others, and to the one on the seiza in the midst of the room.

The miralukan was in his white and tan hooded tunic with thread-of-gold geometric designs around the trim of the hood. Other than the trim and hood, the clothes were almost standard issue Republic Jedi, which was ironic in a sense he supposed, given how far from the Republic Order he had came. Still a Jedi in his heart, mind and soul... But far from what they considered one he supposed.

Smiling, the miralukan nodded to all and without any speech folded his legs under him into a lotus like meditation pose, pulling his hood back to reveal vestigal eye sockets with nothing more to the face where his eyes should be, a disturbing and often off-putting feature of his race. And after doing so, he began relaxing muscles, beginning with his toes on up.... As he did so, he cast his awareness over the group, focusing on each with his Force Sight and trying to see anything he could about them.

| [member="Adele Adonai"] | [member="Morgana Forceborn"] | [member="Maria Natalja"] | [member="Meeristali Peradun"] |
 
Kaili had never been to Ruusan, there had never been a reason for her to be here and the second she stepped out of her ship she realised why. It was so damn hard to keep a check on what kind of climate she was going to pack for. On one end she had people claim it was an arid planet with very little plant-life and on another end she had others who claimed it was a forest-y world with lakes and, well, forests.

She thought little of it, in the end she was here for learning. The climate debate did after all have a tendency to get stale really quick, and doubly so for an uninterested teenager.

In the end she found herself looking at a lady in meditation. There were others here looking to learn and she knew none of them. How exciting! While not necessarily one to make first contact she stared each of them down with the obligatory teenager-stare-of-curiosity which was totally not something you would mix up with the similar yet different teenager-stare-of-boredom.

Though out of respect for the others she withheld her inner urge to sigh. Like seriously, no matter where she went she was always the young one, it sucked!

Instead she too took a seat on the floor in front of the lady. Kaili was insufferable at times, but she was never overtly rude. She knew the value of respect but that didn’t mean she too had her days. This was not one of those days. Ish.

[member="Adele Adonai"]
 
Ruusan
Deep in the Jungle
[member="Kaili Talith"] | [member="Aitis Powarth"] | [member="Maria Natalja"] | [member="Meeristali Peradun"] | [member="Morgana Forceborn"]

Pale ice blue eyes would reveal themselves as the thin flesh of her lids would peel back. Through the filtered light pouring through overhead, Adele would peer out towards the small group of individuals the Force had led to her.

She was quiet, attentive, and would silently let her gaze wander from one face to another. Some familiar, others not. To the students, she may very well appear an ethereal being; most, for those who knew her, were aware of her death. Murmurs would pass a plenty of a Force Ghost who would come to the aide of those students seeking guidance in the Force. Was this another example of it?

"In the dark places we find ourselves, a little more knowledge lights our way." she would finally speak, her voice drifting lightly to resonate through the cavern. "Clear your minds must be if you are to shield them from villains seeking to penetrate it."

"Tell me, young ones, " she began, using the term young not as an insult, but that everyone was still a young student regardless of rank. "How does one do so?"
 
Others began to arrive in silence and Morgana looked at each of the when they came in. It was clear everyone had understood the gravity of such a place and the deeper power behind it. As they arrived Morgana returned each of thier nods before [member="Adele Adonai"] had finally spoke. She looked to her and listened carefully while hearing her speak of clearing minds and so forth. As she did Morgana felt as though she was talking to a ghost, given how Adele looked. Perhaps she was, making this entire scene all the more eerei yet tranquil. Either way the Force resounded off of her as they stood and listned.​
When she asked Morgana perked up to answer with a guess "By letting go of emotions and distractions?"​
[member="Kaili Talith"] [member="Aitis Powarth"] [member="Maria Natalja"] [member="Meeristali Peradun"]​
 
[member="Adele Adonai"] | [member="Aitis Powarth"] | [member="Maria Natalja"] | [member="Meeristali Peradun"] | [member="Morgana Forceborn"]

Kaili thought on the healer’s words. Dark places, knowledge and that you have to have a clear mind to shield one’s self from someone trying to breach your mind. It was a tough one, but as the older Padawan brought up emotions and distraction Kaili couldn’t help but ponder that too.

“If you want someone to not-break something that you own you tend to reinforce it.” Kaili thought out loud. “So if I wanted to prevent from something I owned from being pierced I would try to protect my mind I would...”

She was, for all intents and purposes, still a kid. That certainly didn’t stop her from being just a bit curious about it all though.

“I could also hide it...” Her eyes widened. “Hide it? I mean, if they can’t find your mind they can’t do anything to it either.”
 
[member="Adele Adonai"] | @Aitis Powarth I [member="Kaili Talith"] I [member="Maria Natalja"] | [member="Meeristali Peradun"]

[SIZE=medium]Knowledge. Specifically knowledge of the Force, it was why Kal’n came to Russan, why he had borrowed a ship from the Jedi order and made the trip to the mid-rim. The reasons for coming out were many beyond simple knowledge. Part of the reason was curiosity, Kal’n had never been to Russan and so he had taken the time it took to fly there studying up on the Planet and its three moons. He was intrigued. The other reason was because he knew he would meet other Jedi there, individuals that walked a similar path to him and that perhaps friend ships could be made?[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]Though he was still technically a Padawan Kal’n felt that he was close to being ready to take his Knight trials. He assumed that the Masters had similar faith in him, or they would not have let him come here without a Master. Or perhaps their faith wasn’t in him but in his instructor, Jedi Knight Adele Adonai.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]It was not easy but Kal’n was able to find the glacial cavern through his use of the Force. It wasn’t a refined skill and hence forth he was late. Coming into the class while Master Adonai was speaking. He mentally scolded himself, perhaps next time he would use coordinates. Perhaps, but not likely.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]He walked into the amphitheater and took a seat near Morgana Forceborn as she was answering a question posed by the Master. He offered her a friendly smile and then put his attention towards where Master Adonai was.[/SIZE]
 
Adele Adonai | Aitis Powarth | Maria Natalja | Meeristali Peradun | Morgana Forceborn

Cyrus entered the room hoping not to disturb the cycle of force energy in the room, he saw Adele with the other Jedi of different order around her. he sat down quietly around the central area where the knight was teaching the others. he looked around to see that others were relaxed and so following the example he did so as well. he lifted his head and spoke:

"attunement with the force, may also be the answer but like many things with the force it all really weighs on the Jedi or Jedis"

he awaited the response.
 
[member="Cyrus'Relk"] @Kal'n Drasco [member="Kaili Talith"] [member="Morgana Forceborn"] [member="Aitis Powarth"] [member="Meeristali Peradun"]

( Reposting again)


A'dele would give a slight incline of her head.

"You are all correct," she would tell them all with a pleasant voice. " One should be attuned to the Force. One should clear the mind of distractions. One should reinforce it.. and one should hide it."

Her ice blue eyes were listless as she would pan her gaze from one student to the next. "In this lesson, I will teach you all how to reinforce your mind, to be attuned to the Force, and to clear your mind of distractions."

Turning her head slowly from right to left, she began the instruction. "I want you all to first close your eyes, and become one with the Force. Find your center. That area of peace that is your inner sanctuary."
 
Though it was entirely possible to enter into a meditative state whilst standing, the Felacatian Knight was much more predisposed to sitting for it, and he did so, his overall height reducing considerably once he was lowered into the seating behind himself. His hands rested on his thighs, just behind his knees, and he drew in a deep breath, then let it out as he slipped into communion with the Force.

This was the way it had been done since he was a fresh padawan on Tython, years before, at a time when meditations were not so regular a part of his life. The closest he often had come was the time he spent putting his fists to the bag he'd set up as part of a makeshift gym space he put together, shortly after arriving amongst the Jedi of the Republic; a time before the One Sith, when the Republic had been very, very different. Such thoughts were banished, as he went to the time-simplified task of finding his centre.

It was a place where his 'dual nature', so to speak, was most connected, most at peace. He was both man and beast, and had the strength of will to be as he wanted and needed, whenever he desired - there was no dominance for his baser nature to have unless he allowed it. It was a thing that many of his kind learned from a young age. All in all, if was the least chaotic place in the galaxy for a Jedi, and he let it wash over himself, bringing the height of peace and calm.

[member="Adele Adonai"]
 

Roth Tillian

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Roth slung his pilot's helmet under his arm as he strode into the cave, making sure to tread softly, since he had a hunch he was running behind. He supposed that was expected, as he had been flying escort in an X-Wing for some attache group. That had duties that were higher priority than this. His squadron was all in and everything taken care of though, so he had beat it to this cave. He shivered slightly as he entered the chill air and zipped up his flight jacket a little more. Not enough to seem boring, but enough to keep him warm.

It was quiet and as he studied the room, it seemed meditation and finding one's center was the place to be. He grimaced slightly. What was it with Jedi and their insistence on sitting still in uncomfortable positions to meditate and find their center? His center was space and it was always in motion yet always in harmony with itself and the Force. He set the helmet down on an empty seat beside him and adjusted his gun-belt. This was going to be a little more difficult in seating spaces such as this, but if he could manage it on a freighter, he could manage it here.

He took a deep breath and let it out, feeling the tension slip out of his shoulders and neck (He was overdue for a massage and knew just the place back on Sullust). Then it was time to begin. He visualized himself in space. No suit. No ship. Just him, floating alone in the void, surrounded by the cosmos that sang with the Force. Then he began to move. Nothing fast or combat in this situation. It wasn't the intention. Instead, he moved with the stars and planets. Slow and deliberate movements in gradual circles. His body one circle, his arms other circles, and his hands even smaller circles. Planet, moon, satellite was what he called this technique, although there was undoubtedly some other name for it. After thousands of years, he doubted he had invented anything new.

It calmed him and stretched out the stiffness all at once, although perhaps they were the same. His thoughts and wonders about the future drifted away into the blackness of space that surrounded him, leeched away by the vastness of the universe. Then there was connecting to the Force. That was a slightly different ballgame when there were no starships involved.

He could sense it and those around him easily enough. Tapping into it and letting it flow through him was an entirely different matter. He stretched out his mind as far as he could, letting it flow through him. It was a small stream, at least, steady and flowing, but nothing grand or powerful. He let it wash away some more of his worries, the ones he was only half aware of, but a few still remained.
 
Jacen took a long, slow diaphragmatic breath. Under these conditions it was easy to centre himself. He could feel his pulse slow to a steadier rhythm, feel his high level thoughts simply melt away. Whether he could achieve the same state in the heat of battle was another matter. Still, an Avian Sith Acolyte had invaded his mind during a recent One Sith assault. It was not an experience he wished to repeat. For days after the battle he had felt violated and sensed strands of her thoughts and emotions interwoven with his own. He imagined a Sith Master who specialised in the mind could have simple torn his consciousness apart.
 
Clearing her mind could prove to be a difficult task when her thoughts and emotions hadn't exactly sorted themselves since her arrival to Ruusan. Situated toward the back for her late appearance, Chiara began the motions she'd learned and closed her eyes, feeling the Force becoming an extension of herself, willing it to reach for that calm center that would bring her to a peaceful meditative state, but was instead swallowed by the center's vortex. Standing at the shadowy edge was the Echani girls face, along with the images of a past that she was now miles and centuries away from.

Chiara breathed out harshly and recoiled into herself, eyes flashing open, nails digging into the flesh of her knees.

As she took a brief moment to survey the others, she noticed that many of them were much more relaxed and tranquil, seemingly untroubled in reaching that place of surrender and peace. Chiara didn't know them, or their stories, but knew that this Galaxy was a different place; yet also the same. And to her, that past was recent enough to still conflagrate her mind. Chiara needed this to work.

For a second time, she tried to take comfort, and corrected her posture, looking to focus on the positive energy that flowed, anchoring herself to that peaceful stream. It seemed to help, if not marginally, and a warmth of unadulterated light began to rise up in her.

Slowly, Chiara slipped into a desired state of wholeness and being, where it didn't seem to matter that she'd jumped nearly eight centuries into an unimaginable future.
 
[member="Roth Tillian"] [member="Jacen Voidstalker"] [member="Chiara Viren"] [member="Cyrus'Relk"] [member="Kal'n Drasco"] [member="Kaili Talith"] [member="Morgana Forceborn"] [member="Aitis Powarth"] [member="Meeristali Peradun"]

“We are bound by the physical limits of our bodies, for we ourselves are not limitless.” A’dele’s voice would drift out, calm and serene.

“Yet within the Force, all things are possible. Limits do not apply to it.” she told them, referencing that while they themselves were not Gods nor subjects of ultimate power, the Force allowed them to do great things.

“The mind is a sanctuary, an abode where you hold personal domain over, protected by your mental will.” she would explain. “This mental will is your personal hedge of protection. Through concentration and focus, one can reinforce this hedge, plant mental brick and mortar to help resist intrusions… even provide a method to keep emotions hidden away.”

This was how the Jedi Healer had been able to keep her focus for a near decade.

“I want you to picture how your mental walls look like, study them. Map them intimately in your mind… build them brick by brick. Stone by stone. Forge them in metal. Imagine what this mental barrier looks like.”
 
Cyrus sat down and began to breathe in and out while concentrating on his mental walls but such was difficult Cyrus was so caught up in getting information and holocrons for information on the wars of older generations

Maybe in some way that was making up for his lacking as a jedi knight.
he began to see the walls in his mind form, it was still dark in his mind but as the others around him began to forge they're walls he was sure he could do the same.
 
[member="Adele Adonai"]

Closing out all distractions was hard work for Voidstalker. Many advocated taking the mind to happy memories, or friends or family to try and ease to descent into quiescing the mind. Jacen had so few to call on. Images of his son brought distress, most of his key memories revolved around being removed from the academy for failing in his youth, or war time actions.

It must have been easy, he figured, for Jedi like this Adele to find their centre. There were so many privileged sheltered Jedi children, raised from youth into the system. They hadn’t known hardship, or the most bleak depression as he had. In hindsight he should have done some exercise before coming here. The gruelling physical regime he put his body through was an excellent way to fins serenity.

It took him time, but he managed to clear his mind of distractions, after managing to get himself worked up again. He closed his eyes and focussed on Adele’s voice. After a time the voice no longer seemed to be reaching his ears. He was alone in his mind, and her soothing tone addressing his consciousness directly.

He pictured a shining wall made of glass bricks. Translucent, they shimmered in a myriad of colours as the bright white light from his mind caught them. They started to crack. His brow furrowed and suddenly he was aware of the outside world again. Her voice returned to being an external distraction. The bricks shattered, the wall collapsed. Jacen grunted to himself in disappointment. He knew his own mind had shattered that manifestation of his defences, nothing else.
 

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