GRACE AND GRIT--1.4 Ken: I'VE FOUND HER

1.4 Ken- I’ve found her. I couldn’t sleep that night; images of Treya poured over me.She was indeed beautiful.But what exactly was it?There was an energy that seemed literally to radiate from her in all directions; a very quiet and soothing energy, but enormously strong and powerful; an energy that was very intelligent and suffused with exceptional beauty, but mostly an energy that was alive.This woman said LIFE more than anybody I had ever known.The way she moved, the way she held her head, the ready smile that graced the most open and transparent face I had ever seen—God, she was alive! Her eyes looked at, and through, everything.It wasn’t that she had a penetrating glance--that’s much too aggressive—it was simply that she seemed to see through things, and then perfectly accept what she saw, a kind of gentle and compassionate x-ray vision.Eyes committed to truth, I finally decided.When she looked directly at you, you could tell unmistakably that this was a person who would never lie to you.You trusted her immediately; an enormous integrity seemed to permeate even her smallest movements and mannerisms.She appeared the most self-confident person I had ever met, yet not proud or boastful in the least.I wondered if she ever got flustered; it was hard to imagine.Yet behind the almost intimidating solidness of her character, there were the dancing eyes, seeing everything, not ponderously, but wanting rather to play.I thought, this woman is game for anything; I don’t think anything scares her.There was a lightness surrounding her, sincere but not serious; with her superabundance of life, she could afford to play, she could shed density and float all the way to the stars, if she wanted. I finally drifted off, only to awaken with a start: I’ve found her.That’s all I kept thinking: I’ve found her.