Emberlene's Daughter, The Jedi Generalist
"I have walked across the surface of the sun. I have witnessed events so tiny and so fast, they could hardly be said to have occurred at all. To be able to track a single snowflake across a blizzard on hoth, To see a micro-civilization rise and fall and rise again only to fall on the surface of an atom in the heart of a dying star a thousand thousand light years from our feet. To stare into the space between worlds where the precept lurk, their secret languages something to learn."
THe dunes of Jakku were beautiful in the right light,..... ONe could spend much of theirr time here and the enclave Romi had built and restorred was a decent enough place. The jedi master sat there with her legs crossed while she was allowing the force to swirl around herself. SLowly she spread her hands outward as she spoke. The mantra was there and she allowed the force to move. "Through your fingers, pink grains are forming, haphazard, random, a disorganized stream of silicone that seems pregnant with the possibility of every conceivable shape… But this is an illusion. Things have their shape in time, not space alone. THe building blocks of the universe have statues within them, embedded in their future." SHe was shifting the sands and allowing them to form.. the makings of a floor and then a platform as it rose out of the sand... not high but visible. The stark white of the stone there against the sands. The square tiles making a circle others would be able to sand on and join her so they were not alone in the dunes.
The jedi master was speaking to herself whiel she waited to see if anyone wanted to come. She had opened it for them to learn the art of the small and how it could be applied. Healing and saber classes were well and good but sometimes being able to delve into the mysteries of the force was something others wanted to see. "There is great power in legends, in myth... somethings though are more then that. Thus wielding them requires something more then mere desire. It requires sometimes skills, sometimes items, sometimes another. I know this, I know that the act of learning, of controlling or mastering can take longer then there are breathes in this body in several lifetimes. Time itself is a but a barrier to those who fear its passing.... beyond vanity, beyond patience, beyond age there is an underlying thrum to the galaxy that binds all things.... and with that connection there is acceptence. With that connection the forbidden becomes the fulfilled... and anything becomes possible."
She spoke the worlds into the wind.. Standing there she demonstrated to it. Her body at first seeming to age to show on her what others without the force would look like. OLder, wrinkles, grey hair... her eyes going paler from time until she was more a withered woman. The look of age upon her and then slowly the skin seemed to crack and peel.. to break and become like a dissicated husk that broke away returning youth and looks. Black hair, pale skin and a renewed sense of vigor in her stance. She stood there as the winds blew the clacification away... dust in the winds adding to the dunes and her words finished. Applying the lessons to the class to try and make it so the students and others would be able to gain the understanding that comes not just from knowledge but wisdom as well... could take a lot when she was walking. A smile on her face as her hands came up. She didn't know if they had approached while she was renewing but her words had carried on the wind and the enclave was there.
