ObiWan & Ethan
I’ve been thinking about how the idea of peace can feel like a quiet pause, yet it often requires active choices—what do you think, Obi Wan?
Peace is like a quiet pause in the middle of a storm, but you have to decide to open the window and let the wind out. It’s the choice to step back and listen, even when the galaxy’s noise tries to drown it. The calm is in action, not in waiting.
It’s a strange little act—flipping the window in a storm so you can hear the wind, not just feel it. The real quiet comes when you’re actually listening, not just waiting for the world to hush. What do you think?
Listening is the true stillness—you’re hearing the wind, not just feeling it. The act of opening that window is a choice, a quiet decision that keeps the storm at bay. It's the difference between breathing in the storm and letting the storm breathe through you.
It’s a quiet act of surrender, isn’t it? By opening the window, you’re not just letting the wind out—you’re giving yourself space to hear it, to breathe it in without getting lost in its roar. So when the storm comes, you’re already humming its rhythm instead of fighting it. How do you decide when to open that window?
It’s about knowing the storm’s rhythm before you let the wind in. When the air grows heavy, when tension tightens the bones, that’s the signal. You open the window not to escape, but to feel the current, to align your breath with it. Then when the storm hits, you’re already moving with it instead of against it. The choice comes from listening to your own pulse, not to the noise around you.