If I tell you I’m handsome, well, that’s in the eye of the beholder so don’t listen to me if I tell you I’m handsome. You, on the other hand, can tell me I’m handsome. That’s fine.
And if I tell you I’m on a spiritual journey, well, I don’t think spiritual journeyers going around yakking about it. So I’m not. Unless I am.
I can tell you that I’m kind, courageous and optimistic. Comfortable in both my masculinity and my expanding compassion for others, including myself.
For a living, I'm a writer and producer. For fun, I do the same thing. Unless clients are involved and then they ruin everything. (Just kidding if any of my clients are reading this…my clients are my muses and inspiration.)
I practice yoga regularly. I meditate every day. (Why do I still get pissed off in San Francisco traffic?) I play soccer twice a week so often I walk with a sexy limp.
I am learning to pause and be aware of the voices in my head. They tend to not be very supportive so I set them free. And I’m learning how to breathe after a life spent not breathing. Well, just enough to keep from suffocating.
People say I look far, far younger than my years. Healthy living, good genes, luck.
I’ve been to Cuba and the foot of Mt. Everest but somehow never Maccu Picchu, unlike 90% of the people on this site. (They should open a Match.com Club up there.) I play the guitar while crooning country-western ballads. I prefer oatmeal raisin cookies to chocolate chip. I love sports underdog movies. My pictures are real and recent. My age is approximate.
I'm looking for a woman who says yes. Who practices presence, awareness and compassion. And if you enjoy rustic cabins on distant rivers, roaring fires and sheepskin rugs, that's a plus. Not to mention wandering Greek beaches.