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I'm looking for a very special woman to share in a lifetime of adventure and growth.
Maybe, but maybe not.
You see the first thing it depends on is me.
I am not your typical kind of guy,
and what I have to offer man not be how you want to live your life.
And that's ok!
First of all I am up with the sunrise.
I like to get up, let my Dog, Jager, out to go to the backyard
where the birds are singing and the sprinkler system
is cooling the entire area.
I enjoy a piece of fruit with my pre-workout cocktail
and all of the supplements my body needs to be healthy.
I value a healthy lifestyle, all of the money in the world
can't keep at unhealthy man happy.
After the morning ritual, I make my way downstairs
to my in home gym where I lift heavy for about 45-60min.
Then around 7:15 am I quickly shower,
down a protein shake and feed the dog.
Finally after all of this, I head out for work.
And man, do I work... I love what I do for a living.
I get to help people every single day.
Before going to my amazing job.
I have the pleasure of marketing and advertising
for a Dental Implant Company where we change the lives

of thousands of people every single day.
These folks are usually older,
(my parents age) and they desperately need new teeth.
The tears in their eyes and joy the smile restoration brings them
is the best part of my job!
After a fufilling day of helping people's smiles.
I usually come home and work on my own businesses.
I currently am teaching people all over the world how
to take better landscape photos with FullFrameFreedom.
Depending on the day, I may go play beach volleyball with friends.
Or you might find me back in the gym playing basketball
on a city league team. Or if it's a Tuesday night. I could be swing and line dancing!
But what do I do when all of this is over?
What do I get as a reward for my lifting, grinding,
working, sweating heart pumping self!?
Nothing, that's what! NOT A DAMN THING.
No Miller Time...
No Drugs...
No Sex...
No Rock and Roll.
Why??
Well the answer is simple.
For the last 3 years I have been working on myself.
Endless hours of self help books, personal therapy, and finding what makes me happy.
Why have I been working on myself so much?
Well, that's a good question.
I am sure you have guessed at it...
See 3 years ago, life was a bit different.
It was different because there was a very beautiful,
very special lady in my life.


We were married, and I thought it would last forever.
But alas, it wasn't meant to be.
We both had differences that we couldn't overcome.
When she left, I became obsessed with being a better communicator.
I read dozens of relationship, communication, and marriage books.
But what's done is done. and now 3 years later of building my best self.
I am ready to find my adventurous feminine partner.
Why do I have to advertise for a woman?
Am I some kind of nerd that has no social skills or terrible breath?
No, I am not. I am a reasonably attractive (dare I say, tall dark and handsome?)
I am a half Scottish and Japanese man in his mid thirties (34 as of writing this), with an
adventurous deep thinking spirit. I'm 5'10". (as much as I want to say 6 foot) and I
weigh 185lbs. I am in excellent health and I am not hurting for money.
My super power is my ability to have a conversation with anyone, look them in the eye and ask
anything thats on my mind. (Even if it's a difficult conversation)
So, once again, why do I have to advertise and create a website to meet women?
Well, I don't really. Like I said... I have been married before and have had a few other
serious relationships and, of course, my share of one night stands and short term
ummm.... "situation-ships". I have really loved the company of a few outstanding ladies
and I want to do so again.
BUT...
Ya know what else? I've also met many ladies who were not so outstanding...
In fact, a couple of those women who, although they had great exteriors,
were quite shallow on the inside.
Would you like some examples?
Haha you do??
Okay, you asked for it.
(Keep in mind, I am going to change the
names of these ladies for privacy reasons.)


MEET ELIZABETH:
You ever try to hug a ghost?
That was Elizabeth.
One day, she’d be all
“I think your such an incredible person.”
or...
"Yea all of my friends and family have heard about you."
The next, she’d vanish like I’d asked for her Netflix password.
Don’t get me wrong...
the chemistry was there.
When she leaned into her feminine energy and let me
lead,
it felt aligned, electric, even cinematic.
But then… boom! emotional firewall activated.
Every time I inched closer, she’d either:
distract herself with a new “healing journey,”
get suddenly “busy with work,” or
say “I’m just not ready to date…”
(Spoiler: “what we had” was basically a romantic internship. No pay. No benefits. Unclear future.)
Listen, I don’t need constant attention or daily affirmations.
But I do need access.
If you keep the door locked and say
“just yell through the mail slot,”
we’re probably not going anywhere.
The (Sienna) Situation:
Sienna was a gorgeous redhead with the fiery attitude
that would have have every guy in the room
suddenly forget what they were talking about.
We had ridiculous chemistry
the kind where you’re you both can't keep your hands
off of each other.
We communicated our wants needs and desires so well
that our physical chemistry was simply off the charts.
The problem?
She was auditioning for The Bachelor: Polyamory Edition.
She wanted the “spark,” the attention, the “we’re basically together” vibes
but she also wanted… three other guys.
(And I’m not talking about platonic brunch buddies.)
Don’t get me wrong
I’m all for freedom.
But I’m looking for alignment, not a group project
where I have no idea who’s turning in the final draft.
Lesson learned: Just because someone can set your sheets on fire
doesn’t mean they can build a future with you.
And if “exclusive” is a foreign language to them,
I’m not the translator.


Being Real and RAW Doesn't Mean Perfect Alignment.
"What I learned from Anne"
I was with a woman I cared about deeply.
She was quite exquisite, her slender frame and fiery attitude were something I felt drawn to for years.
When it was good, it was really good.
We had chemistry, passion, and moments where it felt like we were completely locked in.
But those moments didn’t last.
What I got instead was inconsistency.
One week we were connected.
The next, I felt like I was chasing something that used to be there.
Plans would get canceled.
Connection would disappear.
And I found myself trying to recreate something that should’ve been natural.
That’s not the kind of relationship I want.
I also learned something about myself.
There were moments I didn’t feel completely safe being me.
Simple things—like being playful, singing along to music, just enjoying myself—started to feel like something I needed to dial back instead of lean into.
That’s a problem.
Because the right woman doesn’t tolerate who I am.
She enjoys it.
Another thing I won’t ignore again:
When life gets hard, I move toward my partner.
I communicate. I show up.
I need a woman who does the same.
Not someone who withdraws.
Not someone who disappears emotionally.
Not someone who says she cares—but doesn’t show it consistently.
I’m not looking for a relationship that’s great sometimes.
I’m looking for one that’s solid most of the time
I could honestly go on and on…
Every story I’ve told you, every ridiculous, jaw-dropping,
“you can’t make this stuff up” moment well, except for the names, is 100% true.
I didn’t invent them. I lived them.
And here’s the kicker: I learned from each one.
Every disaster, every betrayal, every “what the hell just happened?” moment…
they all went straight into my growing list of Official Red Flags.
Now, I’ve got a pretty damn good idea of who I am and what I want in life.
And believe it or not, I’m flexible in most areas.
You want to decorate the place in boho-chic? Fine.
You want pineapple on pizza? I’ll survive.
BUT…
When it comes to the things I do NOT want
the deal-breakers, the non-negotiables, the flashing neon signs that scream “turn around now!”
I’m done ignoring them.
So let’s start there…

If talking about feelings with you is like trying to get Wi-Fi
in the middle of the desert, we’re in trouble.
I’m not asking for Shakespearean sonnets about your
inner thoughts, but if your only way of showing me you’re
upset is sighing dramatically while staring out a window,
I’m going to assume you’re just auditioning
for a soap opera.
Here’s the thing...
a lot of people think avoiding feelings makes them “mysterious.”
It doesn’t. It makes them about as easy to connect with as a voicemail menu.
“Press 1 if you’re fine.
Press 2 if you’re upset but don’t want to talk about it. Press 3 to hang up and go sulk in the other room.”
Now, I’m not asking for you to spill your deepest trauma over breakfast.
But here’s what I know from experience:
when you talk openly about what’s going on —
even the small stuff something magic happens.
You stop walking on eggshells.
You start trusting each other more.
And here’s the kicker most people miss…
When you feel safe with someone,
when you know you can share your fears,
dreams, and frustrations without getting judged or
dismissed, it’s not just your conversations that get better.
Your chemistry gets better.
That connection bleeds into everything!
How you laugh together, how you flirt, and yes…
how you touch each other.
When you trust someone emotionally, you can relax.
And when you can relax, you can let go.
And when you can let go?
That’s when sex goes from “decent” to
“holy hell, where have you been all my life?”
So yeah, if you’re emotionally unavailable or
allergic to communication,
we’re not going to have that closeness.
Which means we’re not going to have that kind of
closeness either.
I’ve been with the “lay there, stare at the ceiling,
and wait for it to be over” partner.
You know the one,
the "StarFish" zero movement, zero enthusiasm,
and the unspoken “are you done yet?”
hanging in the air like a bad perfume.
Never. Again.
Sex isn’t supposed to be a one-sided performance
where one person participates and the other just…
provides a warm body. It’s supposed to be a shared
experience, connection, chemistry, and yeah, actual fun.
The kind of fun where you’re both present,
laughing when something awkward happens,
and curious enough to ask, “Hey, want to try this?”
without shame or judgment.
And here’s the thing most people underestimate:
the best intimacy comes from vulnerability.
From saying what you like.
From asking for what you want.
From admitting you’ve thought about trying something
but were nervous to bring it up and knowing your partner
will meet that honesty with openness, not ridicule.
When two people can communicate like that,
it’s not just about the sex itself.
It’s about trust. You start to feel safer,
freer, and more connected,
which makes the chemistry hotter, the experiments more
exciting, and the whole relationship more magnetic.
I’m not looking for Cirque du Soleil.
I’m looking for presence, curiosity, and honesty.
If you can’t be vulnerable with me in the bedroom,
you’re probably not going to be vulnerable
with me outside of it either.
And that’s a deal-breaker.
Period. The end.


I’ve been with the “lay there, stare at the ceiling,
and wait for it to be over” partner.
You know the one,
the "StarFish" zero movement, zero enthusiasm,
and the unspoken “are you done yet?”
hanging in the air like a bad perfume.
Never. Again.
Sex isn’t supposed to be a one-sided performance
where one person participates and the other just…
provides a warm body. It’s supposed to be a shared
experience, connection, chemistry, and yeah, actual fun.
The kind of fun where you’re both present,
laughing when something awkward happens,
and curious enough to ask, “Hey, want to try this?”
without shame or judgment.
And here’s the thing most people underestimate:
the best intimacy comes from vulnerability.
From saying what you like.
From asking for what you want.
From admitting you’ve thought about trying something
but were nervous to bring it up and knowing your partner
will meet that honesty with openness, not ridicule.
When two people can communicate like that,
it’s not just about the sex itself.
It’s about trust. You start to feel safer,
freer, and more connected,
which makes the chemistry hotter, the experiments more
exciting, and the whole relationship more magnetic.
I’m not looking for Cirque du Soleil.
I’m looking for presence, curiosity, and honesty.
If you can’t be vulnerable with me in the bedroom,
you’re probably not going to be vulnerable
with me outside of it either.
And that’s a deal-breaker.
Period. The end.




I’m not looking for someone who’s unsure about me.
I’m not interested in chasing connection, recreating it, or wondering where I stand.
If it’s right, it should feel natural—not like something we have to keep fixing.
Disappears when things get difficult
Avoids communication instead of leaning in
Is inconsistent with their time, energy or effort
Has issues with substance abuse
Emotional highs and lows
"Maybe this will work" dynamics
relationships that feel great occasionally but are unstable overall
Life with me isn’t about constant highs or proving anything.
It’s steady. It’s real. It’s actually enjoyable.
Some days look like early mornings—coffee, a workout, getting after it and building something meaningful.
Other days look like getting out of town, being out in nature, or just disappearing somewhere quiet where we can reset and breathe.
I like being active, moving, doing things, but I also know how to slow down.
We’re not glued to each other 24/7, but we’re connected.
There’s a rhythm to it.
You know where I stand.
You know I’m showing up.
We laugh. We’re playful. There’s no walking on eggshells or guessing how the other person feels.
You can be yourself around me—fully.
And I expect the same.
We handle things when they come up.
We don’t avoid them.
We don’t let things build.
And when life gets hard—and it will—we move toward each other, not away.
At the end of the day, it’s simple:
You Feel:
Feminine
Calm
Respected
and like you're building something real with someone who's always got your back.








Fair question.
The short answer is:
I don’t stay in things that don’t work.
I’ve been in relationships where there was real connection, chemistry, and some great moments.
But over time, I started to notice patterns that didn’t line up with what I actually want long-term—things like inconsistency, lack of communication, or feeling like I was the one trying to hold it together.
In the past, I probably stayed longer than I should have because I saw the potential.
I don’t do that anymore.
I’ve done the work to understand what I need, how I show up, and what actually creates a solid relationship—not just a good one sometimes.
So now, I’m selective.
Not because I can’t find someone—but because I know what works for me and what doesn’t.
I’m looking for something that’s:
Consistent
Emotionally Steady
Mutual