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January 29 - February 20, 2022
Some believe the desert to be barren. This proves only that they do not know the desert. Deep within the dunes dwell small insects that weave nets to trap one another, and burrowing snakes with scales the color of stones so that no hunter can find them.
Anyone can fight, given a weapon and an enemy. Anyone can use a lightsaber, given due training or even good luck. But to stand and wait—to have so much patience and fortitude—that, Obi-Wan, is a greater achievement than you can know. Few could have accomplished it.” Fewer still could have done so without turning to darkness. Sometimes, when Qui-Gon considers it, he is awed by his student’s steadfastness. Every person Obi-Wan ever truly loved—Anakin, Satine, Padmé, and Qui-Gon himself—came to a terrible end. Three of them died before his eyes; the other fell to a fate so bleak that death
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Every step of this long, unfulfilling journey is one Obi-Wan had to take alone…and yet he never faltered. As the rest of the galaxy burned, his path remained true. It is the kind of victory that most people never recognize and yet the bedrock all goodness is built upon.
the most beautiful form of mastery is the art of letting go.
the stage, the stage, I should be playing,” he says. I thought you hated music, says the Muftak. “I hate being a musician,” continues Lirin Car’n in a moment of clarity. Is there a difference? The Bith leans around to look at the band on what passes for a stage in this dump, playing their jaunty, syncopated, trademark tune. “One fills your heart. The other breaks it,” Lirin Car’n says. That’s insane, says the Muftak. How could anything so beautiful be a burden? You have a gift. A true gift.
