The Force Awakens - Theories and Back Stories of Rey

If you haven't seen The Force Awakens, you have been warned.

In the movie, where Rey grasps Luke's light-saber and has the vision, both Yoda and Ben Kenobi are either talking to her, or she is hearing memories of Luke's...

However... Ben Kenobi speaks directly to Rey, after the visions of her childhood life and glimpses into the future, saying

"Rey.... these are your first steps." It is just a whisper, and I didn't catch it until I started watching the movie with subtitles. And the subtitles clearly show: Kenobi: "Rey... these are your first steps."

So what does this mean? I think it means that as a child, Rey was taught by Luke Skywalker. Ben Solo was also a part of that group, though he would have been much older, and the top student of Skywalker. Ben kills the other students, when Skywalker isn't present, and Rey is somehow saved.

Prior to Skywalker going missing, Rey's memories of her being a Padawan, and her knowledge of her abilities with the force are wiped. This could have happened after the massacre, next to a fire, with R2-D2 and Luke. There is a two second scene of just this in the movie. Why is it there otherwise?

Why else can she fly a ship she has never flown before, in ways she has never flown before - the GARBAGE ship a.k.a Millennium Falcon to be exact? Why else can speak droid, understand Chewy, and have sudden proficiency in the force, enough to hold her own against Kylo Ren - who by the way held a blaster shot in mid air, like he just don't care.

Rey, was trained in the ways of the force as a child. Her memories were wiped. The resurfacing of those memories and abilities leads to the title of the movie

---The Force AWAKENS ---

How much for your Dreams?

This post will be slightly different than others that I have written in the past.

I have been negligent of writing and of tending to my creative abilities as of late. Schooling, new jobs, house hunting, and other hobbies have all seemed to take precedent over writing...

a grievous sin, of which I am well aware, but bear with me...

Someone once asked me, in a small coffee and sandwich shop, what my dream was. He asked me, what gets me going in the morning, more than anything, what is it I want to strive towards. I answered, and shared with him something that perhaps he wasnt expecting.

And now, thinking back on that memory, looking back on the past few years, with everything that has gone on, I begin to understand the phrase

make time...

There is only so much mental energy,  and prioritization needs to be done. Thank god for chocolate and protein shakes.

Are my dreams still important to me? Have I sold out for an easy living? I don't think so.

I could say that I have been telling myself stories of self deprecation and fear mongering, but that wouldn't be true. The truth of these past couple years, with all of their ups and downs, is this.

I haven't loved writing as much as I used to in times past. The addiction isn't there anymore, yet even this blog is evidence of its resurgence. HA!

No, that isnt it either.

I simply haven't made time. I have been making excuses not to write. I figured that if I have time to write, I have time to do other things... house chores, my thesis, get dinner ready.

I simply need to MAKE TIME.

A line from the band COLORS, keeps playing over and over in my head. The song is called Soledad, and it has a lot of meaning to me (you can read the lyrics at http://www.azchords.com/c/colors-tabs-6243/soledad-tabs-103479.html).

One particular line is this:

Every now and again, somebody is going to say, "How much for your dreams? Tell me, what can I pay?"

How cheaply do we sell away our dreams? How short do we sell ourselves in our day to day activities? How often would some of us (raises hand) binge out on a favorite series, realizing later that those hours could have been spent refining talents and capabilities?

I need to MAKE TIME to write and get back into this.