And I want to tell you why…

I have a large and growing following here.

(Just hit 32,000 today…)

And probably 70%+ of them are women.

You know what comes with that.

The “thirsty” DMs. The strangers who feel entitled to opinions about a life they have never lived.

The kind of noise that lands hardest on the person standing closest to the public figure, not on the public figure himself.

So in December, when our relationship became official, I changed the status.

But… I did not tag her. I wanted to protect her from chaos she did not sign up for. I wanted her to choose visibility on her own timeline. Not mine.

She has now chosen it. So with her consent, I am making her identity public.

Her name is Amanda Rodrigo. She is stepping into higher visibility because she believes in the impact she is here to make. And so do I.

That decision is hers. I am simply the man fortunate enough to stand next to her while she makes it.

I was intentionally celibate for two years before I met her.

Not because of a lack of options.

Because I refuse to exchange my sexual energy with anyone who is not a high probability long-term partner.

I know who I am.

I know what I have built.

I know the work I have done on myself.

I know what I bring to a woman's life.

I was not going to settle for the version of partnership that most men accept because the silence of waiting feels worse than the noise of settling.

I have extraordinarily high standards for myself. And because of that, I have high standards for who I want as a partner.

Amanda did not simply meet my standards. She blew past them.

She is a registered nurse who calls herself a rebel with a stethoscope.

She owns and operates a biohacking clinic here in Peru. IV therapy. NAD drips. Peptides. Ten pass ozone therapy.

I am a lifelong aggressive biohacker. I became her best customer before I became her partner.

She also owns a retreat center, Casa Holistica, where she hosts medicine ceremonies, yoga, and every variety of spiritual transformation people travel here to find.

She is building an empire. She delegates everything outside her zone of genius. I have never met another human being (other than myself) who values their time the way she values hers.

She is stunningly beautiful. She freestyle raps. She has the singing voice of an angel. (Confirmed again at karaoke night at Casa Holistica a few days ago.)

I strive to treat everyone with respect. However… it takes considerably more to EARN my respect.

She earned it the first week. Not because of what she said. Because of how she shows up in the world.

Weak men are afraid of strong women.

I demand a strong woman in my life.

Not from ego. From clarity. I view myself as a king. Kings do not look for queens to "complete them".

Kings look for queens who are already whole, already sovereign, already building.

Amanda was already whole when I met her.

She brought everything I asked for. Then she brought a million things I never thought to ask for.

We met at a memorial service. The baby of dear friends, born too early.

Amanda had been in Peru almost as long as I had. Yet… We had never crossed paths in person.

This July, Amanda and her team are hosting a couples retreat in Peru. I will be speaking and helping facilitate.

She will be holding the medicine container. I will be guiding men and women deeper into divine partnership.

It is the first time we will work together publicly. More details soon for anyone called to it.

She is the partner I was waiting for.

I am the man she said yes to.

The status is now public because she chose it.

And now I want to speak to her directly.

Amanda.

I waited two years (actually far longer) in silence for a woman I could not yet name.

I did not know what you would look like. I did not know your voice.

You did not arrive to soften me. You arrived to stand beside me. You did not ask me to be smaller. You asked me to be more of what I already was.

You are the first woman whose ambition matched mine without competing with it. The first whose intellect met me where I live. The first whose sovereignty made me want to be more sovereign, not less.

I have stood on stages in front of tens of thousands.

I have built business empires from nothing. I have flown my own plane through the mountain passes of Alaska. I have sat alone in the jungle for thirty days.

None of it prepared me for the specific gravity of being LOVED by a woman who was already whole before I got there.

Thank you for choosing me on the days it would have been easier not to.

Thank you for building your empire next to mine instead of pausing it to make room for me.

Thank you for being my muse “in yoga pants and scrubs”.

Thank you for the way you hold a medicine container. Thank you for being a spiritually, awakened, beautiful, bad ass.

Thank you for being a woman strong enough to step into visibility on your own terms, with your own following, with your own life, and trust me to stand beside you while you do it.

I love you.

I see you.

I am not going anywhere.

I love you, my queen.

— Eric Graham