


I grew up as a soldier.

![]() | The good soldier. I did everything I was supposed to do. Go to school, collect multiple college degrees, and get that “safe and secure” job. I did it all - and successfully. I spent 20 years climbing the corporate ladder as a shy, skeptical, introverted engineer and manager, earning multiple six-figures, stock options, and other incentives. I had it made. Then one day, everything I thought was right, wasn’t so right. |
The wake up calls came fast and furious.


The first of several wake-up calls came when a friend challenged me to do the math on my retirement plan - the 401(k). I knew it was going to retire me because everyone I knew had one and I was max-funding it. I ran the math. Best case scenario, it was never going to work -- mathematically impossible! As you can imagine, I was slap-to-the-face mad. But what really pissed me off is when I found out it wasn’t supposed to work, by design. No way, no how. That was it. If I got lied to about this, what else was I missing? Every rattle of my caged existence reminded me of truths I didn’t want to face. Namely, I wasn’t as wealthy as I needed to be, I wasn’t as happy as I truly wanted to be, and I sure as hell wasn’t free. It was time to stand up. | ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() |
Freedom became my favorite F-Word.


![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() | The code in the “matrix” was starting to appear right before my eyes. Not at first, though. First, I had questions. How were successful people successful? Why were happy people happy? What did they know that I didn’t? So I dug; and dug deep. I read the stacks of books, interviewed the successful, found the right mentors, until I saw glimpses of the real world. It was beautiful...and scary. Who am I at 40 years old to simply jump ship and dare to find my own way? What if I fail? What if I succeed and can’t handle it? I took a deep breath. There was only one way to find out. |
I escaped and never looked back.


I left on my own accord after 20 years. Yes, they thought I was crazy. Honestly, so did I. But there are some things you can’t unlearn, can’t unsee - and I didn’t want to. My new mission became to achieve freedom, for me and everyone else. Freedom is quite simply another word for self-control. Being in the driver’s seat of a life without limits. Isn’t that what it’s all about? I decided that if I win in life or lose in life, I just wanted it to be my fault. No excuses, no victimization, no going backwards. I’m grabbing the wheel. | ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() |
My story is just beginning…


![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() | Something special happens when you realize and accept that you were born for greatness. You stop accepting anything less than success. You stop quitting on yourself and others. And you start feeling the weight of a deep, relentless responsibility. A responsibility to bring your unique gift to the world in a profitable and powerful way. I feel it every single day and it drives me 24/7 (yes, even in my dreams.) Helping talented professionals and solopreneurs bring their humanity back to their business isn’t just what I do. It’s what I am. Watch out world, here we come. |