Anakin Skywalker stood silently meditating upon one of the many open fields of Naboo. His eyes closed, he focused deeper in the Force than he ever had before. He had been training physically all day but felt no worse for the wear. Now, it was time to train his abilities in the Force, a much more difficult concept.
He had chosen this place for several reasons. The wide open spaces, the animals, and the random objects he could attempt to hone his telekinetic skills with. Now was time to test and train.
First, he thought he would try telekinesis. He focused his mind on a small rock and reached forward with his hand. Feeling the Force around himself, he reached out with his mind and attempted to grasp the rock.
This first attempt ended in failure. The rocked moved, but backwards and barely. The young padawan, however, did not give up nor did he become discouraged. He focused once more. This time he visualized his had wrapping around the rock and lifting it into the air. When he opened his eyes, the rock was levitating before him.
A smile light the young mans face.
He had been taught, in his limited experience, that the size of an object made no difference. Yet when he tried the same visualization on a very large rock, his efforts failed horridly. He felt almost physically strained trying to budge the large object.
Meditating deeply once more, he thought on this. Then, suddenly, as if from a place deep in his mind where hidden memories lay in wait, he found the answer.
The hands of the force, he must visualize not his own hand but a large hand of pure energy moving the rock. Silently, he closed his eyes and tried once again. Opening them, he smiled with pleasure as the large rock hovered before him. He motioned with his hand left and right and the rock followed his will. Then, opening his hand palm outward, he thrust the rock backwards with a well of energy he could not explain fully.
The rock flew fast smashing into a cliff face.
His eyes widened as he saw the power his thoughts held. No wonder so many had been tempted down the Dark Path. Power is indeed impressive. He knew that this power was not of the Dark side of the Force. However, he knew that there was power to be had there, easy and fast.
He had been down that road already and chosen an alternate route. He had walked through the fires of anger, fear, hatred, and revenge and come out unsinged. He would not be so now.
He had chosen this place for several reasons. The wide open spaces, the animals, and the random objects he could attempt to hone his telekinetic skills with. Now was time to test and train.
First, he thought he would try telekinesis. He focused his mind on a small rock and reached forward with his hand. Feeling the Force around himself, he reached out with his mind and attempted to grasp the rock.
This first attempt ended in failure. The rocked moved, but backwards and barely. The young padawan, however, did not give up nor did he become discouraged. He focused once more. This time he visualized his had wrapping around the rock and lifting it into the air. When he opened his eyes, the rock was levitating before him.
A smile light the young mans face.
He had been taught, in his limited experience, that the size of an object made no difference. Yet when he tried the same visualization on a very large rock, his efforts failed horridly. He felt almost physically strained trying to budge the large object.
Meditating deeply once more, he thought on this. Then, suddenly, as if from a place deep in his mind where hidden memories lay in wait, he found the answer.
The hands of the force, he must visualize not his own hand but a large hand of pure energy moving the rock. Silently, he closed his eyes and tried once again. Opening them, he smiled with pleasure as the large rock hovered before him. He motioned with his hand left and right and the rock followed his will. Then, opening his hand palm outward, he thrust the rock backwards with a well of energy he could not explain fully.
The rock flew fast smashing into a cliff face.
His eyes widened as he saw the power his thoughts held. No wonder so many had been tempted down the Dark Path. Power is indeed impressive. He knew that this power was not of the Dark side of the Force. However, he knew that there was power to be had there, easy and fast.
He had been down that road already and chosen an alternate route. He had walked through the fires of anger, fear, hatred, and revenge and come out unsinged. He would not be so now.