About us

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Hi, I’m Charles, though many people know me as Chuck, and I look forward to getting to know you.

For much of my life, I was the man behind the board. I spent years helping to create other people’s biggest moments, making sure every signal landed cleanly, every light hit its mark and everything happened exactly when it should. I became very good at making complicated things appear effortless. I was fluent in making things look effortless. What I wasn't fluent in was staying present in my own life, in my own heart.

But there are some things in life you cannot engineer. Love is one of them.

I have loved before. I have been married twice, and those relationships were important chapters of my life. There were good memories, difficult lessons, mistakes and experiences that helped shape the man I am today. I would never diminish women who shared those chapters with me simply because those relationships eventually came to an end.

After my marriages ended, there was a period when I searched for connection with an urgency I did not fully understand. If someone showed interest, part of me wanted to believe that perhaps this could be it, that perhaps someone else could fill the space I could feel inside myself. 

Eventually, I realised I was looking outward for something I first needed to understand within. So I stopped chasing. Not because I had stopped believing in love, but because I had begun to respect it enough not to settle simply because I was lonely.

I started working on myself. I looked more honestly at the man I had been, the choices I had made, the patterns I had repeated and the places where I still needed to grow. I learnt that strength is not pretending you do not hurt. It is having the courage to sit with what hurts without immediately trying to escape it.

I learnt to be alone without believing I was incomplete. I learnt that loving another person does not begin with finding the right person. It begins with becoming someone capable of meeting another human being with honesty, presence, responsibility and an open heart.

And slowly, something changed. I was no longer looking for someone to rescue me from loneliness. I was preparing myself for partnership.

If love came again, I wanted to meet it differently. I wanted a woman beside whom I could be completely myself. Someone whose strength I would never need to diminish in order to feel like a man. Someone whose dreams I could stand beside, whose heart I could protect without trying to possess it, and whose freedom would matter to me as much as my own. I wanted friendship. Depth. Laughter. Truth. Peace. Passion. A woman I could build a life with, not simply have a relationship with.

There were moments when it would have been easy to give up on that hope. But somewhere inside me, I kept believing. And then Oshi walked into my life.

Not as a reward for suffering, or someone sent to repair everything that had come before, but at a point in my life when I was finally ready to recognise something I might once have missed.

Almost immediately, I noticed that something between us was different. Oshi was entirely herself. There was no performance, no game to play, no need for either of us to become smaller so the other could feel bigger. I found that incredibly beautiful.

One of our first meaningful conversations was about what it actually means to be loved. As we spoke, I realised how deeply we aligned. There was nothing to convince, negotiate or prove. We recognised each other, and something in me became very still. The woman in front of me embodied so much of what I had quietly hoped partnership could be, things I had not even had the courage to voice yet, she met simply by being herself. As miraculous as this may sound the greatest gift was discovering that I had also become capable of meeting her there.

I do not believe the great love of my life appeared simply because I finally found the right woman. I believe I also had to become the man who could recognise her, love her, embrace her depth, support her, care for her, receive her love, honour her independence, stand beside her strength and love her without asking either of us to disappear inside the other. 

Oshi is the love of my life. She is my partner, my peace, my adventure and my home.

But loving her has not made me forget the road that brought me here. It has made me grateful for it. Every chapter taught me something. Every ending asked something more of me. Every period of loneliness invited me deeper into myself. The man standing here now carries those lessons with humility.

I am still learning, still growing, still discovering what it means to love a woman well. Perhaps that is what I understand differently now. Love is not something you finally “get”. It is something you choose to become capable of giving, and receiving again and again and again.

And now, Oshi and I are discovering what happens when two people who have lived, loved, hurt, healed and grown choose to build from that place together. We do not pretend love is perfect. We believe it can be true.

And these days, more and more, we are learning to let love lead.

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Hi, I’m Oshi, I too look forward to getting to know you. 

As a woman I always believed that the only relationship worth having was true love. I walked away from many relationships along the way. I broke a few hearts, including my own. Somewhere deep within me, I refused to settle for something that did not feel real. I may not have known exactly what love was. Disney coloured my expectations more than I realised. But I did recognise what love was not.

Instead, I pursued life. I became a doctor, researcher, educator and artist. I poured myself into being a daughter, granddaughter, niece and aunt. I travelled, curious to understand this extraordinary world, and the Earth became one of my greatest teachers. She showed me beauty, rhythm, resilience and wonder. But eventually, she showed me something else. I was running from myself. And as long as I kept running, the love I longed for would remain elusive.

It took me a long time to become still enough to admit that I deeply wanted love. The more humbling discovery was that I could detect a 3 mm cancer, yet I did not really know how to love myself. And perhaps the greatest revelation of all was this: I did not know how to love another person without losing myself in the process.

Another journey began. Not with a profound mystical awakening or a dramatic transformation, but with very ordinary things. Learning to cut simple vegetables, making nourishing meals, saying grace, resting, receiving, and discovering the quiet beauty of waking in a divine embrace. Little by little, I healed enough to receive. Not just to give love, chase love or prove myself worthy of love, but to allow love to find me.

I reached a place in my life where there was a deep stillness within me. I was happy. I was whole. Life no longer felt like something I needed to outrun. 

And then I walked into Chuck’s life.

It felt a little like arriving in a garden that had been lovingly tended for years, somehow waiting for me. As fellow artists, we already shared so much. But beneath our creativity was something even more important: a deeply aligned vision of life, love and what it means to truly love another human being. For the first time, I felt completely seen, accepted and cherished.

That does not mean we always agree. We don’t. But even our differences have taught us something beautiful. When love remains present, disagreement does not have to separate us. Sometimes it becomes the doorway into a richer understanding of one another and our Earth. One phrase became woven into our relationship: “I love you more.” It became our playful refrain and eventually Chucks first song about us.

Perhaps that is the most beautiful part of this story. I once thought I was searching for the answer to the question: Can love be true? Now I am learning that love is far greater, deeper and more alive than anything I imagined. It continues to teach us every day.

This space was born from that journey. Not because we have mastered love, but because we have lived enough of its heartbreak, healing, courage and wonder to know that the questions matter. If you are learning to love yourself, learning how to receive love, finding the courage to love again, or discovering how to love another without abandoning yourself, you are welcome here.

Perhaps together, we can discover, just how true, true love can be.

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