Bradley CharbonneauReihenfolge der Bücher (Chronologisch)
Dieser Autor verkörpert eine bemerkenswerte Verwandlung von einem zögerlichen Schöpfer zu einer unaufhaltsamen Kraft, die keine Risiken scheut. Seine Reise vom unsicheren Schriftsteller zum Profi ist inspirierend und von neu gewonnenem Selbstvertrauen und Kühnheit geprägt. Seine Arbeit, die aus einer tiefgreifenden inneren Veränderung hervorgeht, zeigt einen widerstandsfähigen Geist und den Antrieb, seine Träume zu verwirklichen. Diese Entwicklung zeigt sich in seinen kühnen Entscheidungen und in der souveränen Prosa, die er jetzt hervorbringt.
Brendon Burchard said, "You need, more than anything else, daily momentum. It's the secret of all life happiness." "Secret of all life happiness?" Whoa. Sounds pretty good to me. Just a little "daily momentum"? No problem, right?
Do you know every nook and cranny of your neighborhood? How about UNDER your neighborhood? Do you let your kids walk home from school? It's just a few blocks, right? What lurks in the shadows? In the bushes? Or scarier yet, under the bushes? Or is it all just happy-go-lucky Huckleberry Finn and exploring and adventuring in your own neighborhood? When do you know the difference? Maybe your kids know. Maybe they don't. How will you learn? It began as a simple walk home, the same one we did every day after school. But our dog's ball went into something of a hole, or was it a cave? Maybe a tunnel. But are there tunnels in the city? The ball was pretty close to the entrance, but just far enough to be a little spooky. Should we just forget it? WARNING TO there are some questionable parenting decisions in this book. It is not intended as a parenting handbook. There's a fine line between making the right decision and making the fun decision. When to choose which? How much do you involve your children in daily decisions? What if they involve danger? But what if your kids think it might be fun? You get the idea. Maybe I need a disclaimer ... ;-) You know in scary movies when you yell, "Don't go in there!" We went in. Yeah, I know. Ask your 8-year old why.