What I've Learned to Trust
Twenty-five years of building. Three things you can check: what I have built and when, how I decide and what deciding badly has cost, and what I have committed to publish whether or not it flatters me.
came from
Where this came from
I grew up in Prince Rupert, at the mouth of the Skeena, on a coast that was working rather than scenic. My family fished and hunted upriver in Gitxsan territory, alongside Gitxsan families — steelhead on the river, a standing arrangement rather than an outing. At ten I worked a season as a deckhand on a commercial salmon boat. The same year I was paid for the first thing I ever made: a commissioned drawing of the Indigenous fishing fleet in Rupert harbour. Not the coast. Not the mountains behind it. The boats.
My father was a wildlife photographer. My heroes were Cousteau and National Geographic, and I spent more time on the shore than I ever did with toys. So I inherited two things at once that do not fit together — a way of seeing the living world as something to observe carefully from outside it, and a working knowledge of it as something people are inside. Most of what I have argued since is an attempt to reconcile them.
I am not from there in the way that matters, and I am not carrying anyone's knowledge but my own. What I got was a childhood in which the people who had been on that river longest were working on it, not visiting it — which is the opposite of what I was later taught wilderness meant.
page is
What this page is
I have been building companies since 2001. Started them, sold them, bought others, restructured a fund. The conventional version of this page would list those and ask you to draw a conclusion.
I am not going to do that, because you cannot check it. A list of wins asks you to assume that what I did caused what happened, and nobody — including me — can separate that cleanly from timing, capital conditions and luck.
So this page gives you three things you can check instead. What I have actually built, and when. How I decide, and what it has cost when I decided badly. And what I have committed to publish whether or not it flatters me.
What I have built
Facts rather than conclusions. All of it can be checked.
checkable
13 companies started, 3 sold, 2 acquired.
Renewable energy production and storage, designed, installed and operated for households across Colorado, California and Wyoming. 8 installations to date; first year of operation, 2025.
A health-and-longevity village in Canada, carried from concept through a revised area structure plan, a development agreement, a terrain intelligence package and a Phase A master developer RFP.
A peer community of more than 100 founders and funders. Running since 2023.
Four companies and a fund reduced to a sharper set; two ventures released; the fund restructured; a merger with a group further down the same road.
Outdoor adventure coaching for young people, most of them at risk or disadvantaged, since 2022. One school year, 2024, teaching STEM at my son's school because the programme would otherwise have been cancelled.
What is not on that list is a delivered unit meeting the standard I set for one: net-additive across five capitals, independently verified, repeatable at cost. That is § 6.
How I decide
Conceding to the beliefs and the desires of other people. Every large idea gets scrutinized, including the ones with a real chance of working — and scrutiny is not the same thing as being wrong.
believed
What I believed
That agreement was a form of evidence. If enough capable people around a decision were uneasy about it, the unease had to be telling me something about the decision rather than about them.
This is a reasonable belief, and it is correct often enough to be dangerous. Outside opinion catches errors of fact, sequence and cost every day. What it does not catch — what it is structurally unable to catch — is an idea that is right and early. Those two look identical from the outside. Both are unproven. Both make experienced people uncomfortable. The discomfort carries no information about which one you are holding.
happened
What happened
I conceded, and it cost more each time it happened.
The first version of the cost is delay. The idea does not die; it goes into revision. It comes back smaller, more defensible, and later — and the window it was aimed at has moved.
The second version is capital spent executing a compromise. A hedged plan costs nearly what the committed plan costs and produces a result nobody wanted, including the people whose objections shaped it. The compromise is not a smaller bet. It is a different bet, made by committee, with no owner.
The third version is the expensive one. Concede on your own read enough times and you stop being able to locate it. You are running someone else's judgment on your own balance sheet, and you cannot tell whose. That takes years to get back, and getting it back is not a decision — it is a rebuild.
More than once. Not one formative disaster I can hand you as an anecdote — a pattern, run several times, at increasing cost, which is why I trust it as a finding and not as a story.
took from it
The rule I took from it
Never take an opinion that runs against your intuition. Always take one that runs with it.
Stated flat like that it sounds like a licence to ignore everyone, and if it stood alone it would be. It does not stand alone, and the distinction matters enough to spell out: the rule governs whose judgment decides, not what is true. Advice against my read does not get to overrule the read. It does get tested — and reality is what tests it, not consensus.
Which is why the rule is only safe with an instrument attached. Intuition that never has to report back is just conviction, and conviction is the failure mode of everybody working in this field, myself included. So the commitments are pre-registered, the failure conditions are stated before there is data, and both are published where anyone can hold them up against what actually happened.
That is the trade. I keep my own counsel on direction. In exchange, I give up the right to grade my own results.
The Record is where that obligation lives — four commitments, four failure conditions, dated, with status. It is the reason I would rather be measured than trusted, and the reason I would rather be argued with than agreed with. Both of those are load-bearing here, not posture.
The ground shifts
2026. Letting go of two companies, restructuring the fund, and finding out that the constraint was never capability. It was carry.
believed
What I believed
That if I launched everything together, everything would progress together. One unified push, maximum momentum, no lag between the parts. Four companies and a fund, all moving at once, because the mission is bigger than any one of them and none of them could wait.
Everyone knows you cannot do everything at once and do everything well. I knew it too. There was a voice that kept saying so. I ignored it until I couldn't, and the reason I could ignore it is worth naming precisely, because it is the same failure as § 4 wearing different clothes: a quiet conviction, never quite said out loud, that my particular combination of drive and vision and willingness to outwork everyone would somehow expand the hours in the day.
happened
What happened
The opposite of what I planned. Too much to carry meant setting something down constantly in order to pick up something else. The work was good. I just wasn't moving.
The weight wasn't making me stronger. It was making me slow.
What ended it was a phone call. The man on the other end was about a year further down the road I was walking — same direction, same thesis, more carry, more time. I could have kept walking parallel to him. I chose to merge instead, and I knew it was right before the call was over. Certain pivots are not decisions so much as recognitions. I met my own reflection moving faster than me and had to decide in real time whether my ego was going to make something of that or whether the mission was.
Then came the part with no name — knowing and not yet declaring, living inside a decision that exists in your body before it exists in the world. Doubt every day, and never fear, which is a distinction I would defend. Doubt is alive; it means you are still paying attention.
I declared it across everything at once. When I told my team, the room did not resist. It exhaled.
RŪYĀ — iconic properties reimagined as arks of resilience. Not shelved. Released. A colleague may pick it up and carry it forward, and if that happens I will celebrate it without reservation.
A marketing agency I started with a partner and left almost as fast — a venture that deserved more than the fraction of me I had left for it. Some things you have to begin in order to learn you should not lead them. That lesson was quick and clean.
The fund. And Keystone Species Co itself, which I had built as a management firm — the architect of the container as well as the work inside it. I was wrong about the form, not the substance. It is a platform for this voice and this work now, which is closer to its original nature than what I made of it.
Two companies paused. One fund restructured. One mission sharpened. It hurt to let go of that much at once, and it felt like breathing again.
me about
production
What it taught me about production
I am not someone who found out he couldn't do it. I found the edge of what one person can carry without losing speed, and then responded to the discovery instead of pushing through it. That distinction is the whole lesson, and it transfers directly to the work.
Production is not a question of whether the founder can do the thing. It is a question of whether the thing runs without the founder. Everything I was carrying personally was, by definition, not yet a system — it was me, in the shape of a company. The manifesto has a test for this and I failed it privately for about two years before I applied it to myself:
If it needs you, you built a monument. If it walks without you, you built capability.
Releasing RŪYĀ to someone who might carry it further is the small version of the same principle. Building a production layer that delivers without me is the large one. I could not credibly claim to be building the second while personally holding up five things that would stop the day I did.
The right things arrived once I stopped insisting on carrying them alone. Not despite the release — because of it. And the people who were not meant to be here for what comes next did not leave dramatically. They faded, the way light changes at the end of a day.
There is more I cannot name yet — a new group, a new context for this work — and it will be published here when it is real rather than when it is exciting. That is the same commitment as everything else on this site: in real time, including the parts still becoming.
Adapted from The Ground Shifts, 2026.
What I concede about the work as it stands
plainly
The production layer does not exist yet. That is the entire argument of Part Four of the manifesto, and it applies to me as much as to anyone I am describing. I have not delivered a unit that meets the standard I have set for one: net-additive across five capitals, independently verified, repeatable at cost.
So the honest description of my position is that I have taken on the unclaimed piece and have not yet done it. The experience I am bringing to it is real and mostly from other industries. Whether it transfers is an open question, and I have no evidence to offer on it yet — only the pre-registered conditions under which I will say it did not.
And the finding in § 4 is also, precisely, the belief a person holds right before ignoring a correct warning — which is what the instrument is for.
It will take a village to build these villages
People and opportunities willing to be uncompromising about the mission. Unwavering on the vision, flexible on the method. § 4 is why I say that first.
All perspectives and all capabilities. It will take a village to build these villages. Ecology, hydrology, construction, finance, governance, and the trades that actually put things in the ground.
Partners and community participants willing to redefine abundance and resilience. Not to accept my definition — to argue over the definition and then live inside the result.
Patient places, patient people, patient capital. None of this happens overnight. Soil does not care about a fund cycle, and the feedback loop that disciplines this work runs in decades.
A willingness to meet at the intersection of ecology and economy. Both, held at once. The people who can only hold one of the two have been the constraint on this work for thirty years.
If you're building in this direction, or funding it, I'd like to hear from you.
Disagreement is as welcome as agreement, and more useful. If you think the argument in Better For Our Presence is wrong, the most valuable thing you can send me is the reason.
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Glenwood Springs, Colorado
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