Peace was more than a word; it was a mantra, a way of life that my Master instilled in me during my Padawan years. In the tranquil halls of the Jedi Temple, with its stone walls bearing the echoes of ancient wisdom, peace became the guiding principle of my training.

My master's lessons were not just about wielding a lightsabre, nor the inviting adventures a Jedi takes, but the cultivation of inner serenity amid life's storms. With a voice like a gentle breeze, he would remind me, "Peace, young one, is not found in the absence of chaos but in the calmness you carry within."

As a youngling back then, I often struggled to grasp the depth of his teachings. The world beyond the temple and Coruscant seemed chaotic, filled with challenges that threatened to disturb the tranquillity I sought. Yet, my master's guidance provided a steady anchor in the turbulent sea of my Jedi life.

As the years passed, I began to fully understand the teachings of peace, IT shaped not just my responses to external circumstances but the very core of my being. Now, I carry the mantle forward to you younglings. It is the legacy of which my master would want me to continue teaching. In this new hope, where peace is this galaxy's future after the Empire, it's wise to understand peace truly before that giant leap to the unknown.

Now listen younglings, my story wasn't at all peaceful it was filled with war, sacrifice, anger, heartbreak and even death. So, here is a challenge for you. Try to spot the peace in the heart of the famous, Clone Wars.