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How It All Began:
My name is Walt Goodridge. On Feb 9, 2006, I sent the following email to a few friends, customers and clients
hi All,
As you may have surmised, and as was hinted at in several of my recent Friday Life Rhymes (specifically #437 entitled Freedom Song), something's been brewing in "Walt World" for the past few months.
Ever since leaving corporate America in the fall of 1995, I've been executing a plan to create the lifestyle of a modern,
minimalist, nomadic, passionpreneur based on a passive-residual income stream!
Now that I've cut all the tethers and structured a turnkey, self-sustaining, internet-based business that doesn't require my physical presence in any one location......
(drum roll, please)
...I've bought a one way ticket to the island of Saipan in the South Pacific!
So amid sea, sand and sun I'll be living my dream in a clime that resonates with who I wish to be.
Since this is simply the first step in a journey of a thousand smiles, I didn't want to make a big deal about it until I got there and surveyed the lay of the land. But, I wanted to tell a few friends and contacts
who I felt deserve a little advanced notice...
You can still reach me at walt@passionprofit.com and I'll set up a Skype account and MSN Messenger for IMs for anyone who'd like to keep in touch, and share the experience!
Walt
p.s. I leave next Wed Feb 15 for Las Vegas, and then to Japan--my first stop on the way to Saipan! If you know of anyone there in Tokyo I might call who might be kind enough to show me around, please let me know. And in case you didn't
receive Life Rhyme #437, here it is again... (read more at the Life Rhyme Archives)
Freedom Song
One day you'll think about me:
Haven't seen him in a while
You'll make a note to find me
or a number you can dial
One day you'll ask about me:
Where on earth can he be found?
And learn at last I've set my sail
where sun and sea abound
One day you'll say about me:
Goes the nomad on his way
To live the life's adventure
that he said he would some day
One day you'll write about me:
There's the man who lived his dream
Cut loose the oars and left the boat
to swim a different stream
And then one day amid the noise
and hustle of the throng
You'll hear a tune first faintly
that's been playing all along
You'll know the singer instantly
you'll recognize my voice
A heart-felt freedom song
of life lived not by chance but choice...
And so began my escape from America.
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