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Founder's Story

My Passion for People and Purpose

​​I’m enamored by people who cherish and celebrate their uniqueness and live authentically. I’ve learned that these people are the happiest, most accomplished, live with the grandest intentions, and earn their own personal legacies. These special people have more energy, produce optimal results, have the most robust relationships, and show high empathy and emotional intelligence levels. They appear in all professions, trades, non-profits, and families. They are quickest to share their non-tangible gifts to encourage success in others. They make the best leaders.

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I have tracked my passion for people and my love of Purpose, Legacy, and Development Planning back to my childhood and the first person I ever knew with a Gen Z mentality - my dad.

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My summers were spent living on a boat in Southeast Alaska - I continue to be in awe of my parents for having the courage to transplant a family of six every year for three months to live out their dreams. They couldn’t have known the education I was to receive and how it would inform the rest of my life.

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I learned to walk on a boat, having to re-learn to stand up straight and walk on solid ground upon mooring.  I discovered that the best building in any small village is the library, where people gather to share knowledge and experiences. I know seafood caught, cleaned, and cooked within minutes on a tiny stove or beach fire didn’t need seasonings. I can sleep while the sun is still out, enjoy a hike in the rain, and slow down to look at critters. I believe nature smells invigorating, sounds serene, tastes traditional, feels textured, and looks pure. 

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Those lessons impacted my life, but the ones that deeply touched my heart and soul came from the rich knowledge of my Indigenous friends. My Tlingit and Haida friends would be horrified to be called knowledge keepers, but that’s exactly who they are to me. They were my teachers, mentors, and heroes. Their art, stories, music, astronomy, totems, traditions, food, and hunting and fishing skills enriched my mind, heart, and career. They taught me that unique perspectives and new ideas are often the most valuable.

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I feel eternally grateful for my summers spent boating on the Clarence and Chatham Straits, ducking into the little tributaries, bays, inlets, and coves along the winding water pathways. The water was clear, the air was fresh, and the world was majestic. My Alaskan summers taught me to be observant and curious, to explore broadly, and to take thoughtful risks. These are just a few lessons I share with my clients and Gen Z when I help them build their lives of meaning. 

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Kat Walsh

I wish I could tell him, but it's too late.

The true heirlooms I would have liked to inherit from my dad were his knowledge of metal construction, soldering, building, navigating, captaining, and engineering a boat in open waters, and more. 

Kat and Her Dad

My passion for Purpose and Legacy Planning, or focusing on non-financial planning to empower, enable, and inspire loved ones, comes from my own story.

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My dad was described by historians, engineers, and academics as one of the most knowledgeable and precise builders of steam engines and steam locomotives in the world. He was sought after by organizations like the Smithsonian and Walt Disney Corporation to contribute to their collections and knowledge of steam engines. A space you may not realize has AVID fans, hungry students, and passionate hobbyists.

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With four children, you’d assume someone would inherit his fervor and ability to restore and operate his famous 1892 HK Porter Steam Locomotive, keeping it running around the track on his property for visitors from across the globe to see, ride, and study. Sadly, none of us are capable or have the steam engine bug required to do so. We inherited his curiosity and ambition, just not his love of historical steam engines.

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His legacy died with his passing. When he was alive, we didn’t develop plans: a Individual Legacy Plans or, a Family Legacy Plan. For my part, the guilt I had for years was intense. I wanted to love his train as he did, but I didn’t. I still feel sad at times that he might be disappointed thinking I didn’t care enough, which is not true. I simply didn’t have the same goals, purpose, and passions as my amazing dad, the respected and admired garage genius.

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The true heirlooms I would have like to inherit from my dad were his knowledge of metal construction, soldering, building, navigating, captaining, and engineering a boat in open waters, and more. But our family didn’t discuss things like that, not for any reason other than we didn’t stop living our own lives long enough to consider it.

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