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The Secret Source Code of Achievement

The Secret Source Code of Achievement

Today I am going to give you what I consider THE Secret Source Code of Achievement.

Most people won’t tell you this. Why?

Because one, they don’t know what’s really running their motor.

They THINK it’s for all these projected altruistic motives, but the reality is it is rooted in something much more raw and profound. Read More


Freedom and Responsibility

Freedom and Responsibility

Does the idea of your own death inspire you? Let me share a story of how it did for this one man:

Imagine waking up tomorrow morning, grabbing your cup of coffee, and opening up the newspaper to find your own obituary.

That’s exactly what happened to Swedish chemist Alfred Nobel in 1888.

Ludvig Nobel, Alfred’s brother, had passed away, but a French newspaper mistakenly thought it was Alfred. Read More


‘Tis the Season for a Knockout

‘Tis the Season for a Knockout

While many people mistakenly excuse lack of productivity during the holiday period, NOW is the time when you can get out in front and gain some serious strides on the competition.

When I was in real estate, most of my colleagues went into hibernation mode in December. Since many people do not buy or sell houses around the holiday season, they rationalized taking it easy—big mistake! Read More


Legend of Dreams

Legend of Dreams

Today I want to share a legend with you, a legend about dreams.

Long ago an old Lakota spiritual leader was on a high mountain and had a vision. In his vision, Iktomi, the great trickster and searcher of wisdom, appeared in the form of a spider. Iktomi spoke to him in a sacred language. As he spoke, Iktomi the spider picked up the elder’s willow hoop, which had feathers, horsehair, beads and offerings on it, and began to spin a web. Read More


The Origin of an Obsession

The Origin of an Obsession

I admit it. I have an obsession. And I know exactly who to blame: my grandmother.

It all started one afternoon shortly after my 8th birthday when my grandmother picked me up from school. This itself wasn’t unusual. My grandmother would often pick me up with an Igloo cooler in the back seat packed with the classic grandmother lunch: sliced fruit, chocolate milk and a bologna sandwich cut in two perfect crustless triangles. Read More