Uh, sort of. It's the natural energy of all living things. It flows through everything, everywhere. Jedi just train enough to... influence it. [Luke extends his hand, and a tiny pebble from the asphalt begins to rise from the ground, gently floating on the breeze as though it were a falling leaf. Eventually, it lands in Luke's palm.]

[He's explained this concept several times since he got here, and he's found it works best when it benefits from a demonstration.] It's sort of like luck, or fate. It let me know where the blast would land, and I let it move my hand... [The idea dawns on him just then, and he beams,] like I moved this pebble, and, well... you saw what happened.