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Why I Left the Big Four to Follow My Heart?

💼 Why I Chose Creation Over Convention

As a Chartered Accountant, I began my career in 1987 as an auditor with one of the Big Four firms. On paper, I was doing well — everyone thought I’d stay on and eventually become a partner.

But after just two years, I quit.

People were shocked.
They asked, “Andy, why give up such a good career?”

And I told them something simple yet true:

 “I don’t like to be the hindsight person.”

You see, auditing is about checking what has happened — finding mistakes, pointing out what went wrong.
But I’ve always preferred to be on the creation side — to build businesses, create value, shape the future.

That’s why, when I joined KPMG in 1991, I didn’t return to auditing. I joined KPMG Management Consulting, where I could help companies design strategies and make things happen.

Over the years, many of my classmates rose to become managing partners of Big Four, Accenture or big local Public Accounting Firms. They sit at the top of the corporate ladder — and I’m proud of them.

But I’ve also found my own summit.

I may not have their titles or paychecks,
but I have something priceless — attention to my own heart.

I call it high payment to myself.

I pay attention to my purpose, to my joy, to my creative flow.
That’s why I don’t just work for money —
I work to satisfy the deeper hunger of the heart.

Because I am, by nature, a creator.
I create content.
I create stories.
I create transformation.
I create a life that feels truly alive — for myself, and for the people I touch.

That, to me, is what being a SuperME means —
not living by expectations, but living by creation.

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