When I reached that crossover point when whatever income I was leaving on the table was less than the opportunity cost of missing out on my life, I walked away from a job that had been my identity for over two decades.

After 22 years and a significant amount of mileage, I decided to leave Wall Street. I wrote a book about my philosophy, “Ubiquitous Relativity”, designed to connect people to each other. The philosophy came to me in an awkward manner, as I was recovering from surgery on my nose. I was stopped at a traffic light with my finger up my nose to deal with some of the discomfort. A woman pulled up next to me and shook her head with disgust when she saw me picking at my nose. I realized at that moment, in her universe she saw a man picking his nose. But in my universe, I had a whole different set of circumstances. I thought about how I made all kinds of rash judgments on almost no information and that laid the groundwork for me to start questioning the world around me and my role in it. Writing a book and living the message are two different things. I told employees for years to leave their comfort zone and challenge themselves every day, yet it was "Do as I say, Not as I do" because I did not challenge myself to leave my comfort zone. This is why it is time to “walk the walk” now. What does it takes to walk away from the safe, known answer to “What Do I Do?” If you walk away, how do you deal with losing a big part of your identity? How does it feel to leave one’s comfort zone? How does it feel to go from a manager of 100 people at an Investment Bank to cleaning up elephant shit in Thailand? What can you expect when volunteering in your 40s?