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I’m sure it needs no introduction, but the
Humans of New York blog
kicks some serious booty. It reminds us of our fragile humanity, how everyone has a story, and how when it all comes down to it – we fundamentally want to help one another.
It’s the happiest place on the internet.
And what’s more than that – it’s a blog that has seriously changed lives.
Take, for instance, the current saga centered around a young man named Vidal. I won’t get into all the incredible details, (
you can find them here
– and I urge you to do so!) but Vidal is a young man that Brandon (the founder of Humans of New York) met on a street in Brownsville, Brooklyn. Brandon asked him who the most influential person has been in his life, and he mentioned his school principal, Mrs. Lopez. To make a very long and incredible story short, Humans of New York was able to raise
over a million dollars
for Mrs. Lopez’s school, send Vidal on scholarship to college, and inspire a nation. In fact, Vidal & Mrs. Lopez recently had the opportunity to visit the White House and meet President Obama! And to think that all this powerful change was initiated by a principal that dedicated her life to creating scholars; that the catalyst for this greatness was an intelligent young man, honoring the individual who taught him that he mattered.
I dare you to look through these posts and not cry tears of joy.
It’s a very New York City mindset to think that you can do it alone.
We all float around this city in our own little bubbles, eyes glued to our cell phones, trash and slushy snow biting at our feet. It’s easy to feel like you are alone in this winter dystopia, especially when the subway is crowded, rent is due, and you have
no clue what you want to do with your life
But if you manage to look up for a second, to recognize the warm bodies around you, and to acknowledge the supportive people who stand by you no matter what – your whole life can change.
There used to be a time in my life where if you asked me this question, my stomach would drop. I began to DESPISE anyone who ventured onto this dreaded topic. Usually I would stutter and stammer, trying desperately to sound casual, until eventually I would reply with the classic conversation-ending response,
It’s not that I hated that people were interested in my life – not at all! I was thankful to have friends and family who actually gave a damn about me and my endeavors. What I hated was how that question made
feel. I hated the fact that I had no clue what I wanted to do with my life. It was hard to hide behind that little question. Instead, it just made me realize how disappointed I was with myself and what my life had become.
Does this sound even a
Looking back on it, I realize that this phase of my life was one of the most CRUCIAL times that I have ever, or
ever experience. Although it felt like nothing was happening and I had no direction, this phase in my life set me up for everything that I would aspire to be in the future. And now I like to refer to this special phase as
The In-Between Time
Wow, I just can’t believe it. Can someone send me a virtual pinch and wake me up from this dream?
Soultiply turns 1 year old today and I couldn’t be prouder!
To think that a year ago today, I was sitting in that grimy subway car, trying to juggle 3 different jobs, when I had an idea that shook my world. One moment I was floundering,
wondering what I was going to do with my life
, and the next I was furiously scribbling down ideas for my newest, passion-filled endeavor. (You can find the full story
.) That’s all it takes – one moment of pure inspiration. The rest is easy; the rest you can handle. That’s why they say, “the rest is history”…
I hope you’ve grown a lot this past year and I hope that Soultiply was a part of your journey. Lord knows I’ve grown a tremendous amount since I started Soultiply – I hardly recognize the person that I was merely a year ago today.
This year has been filled with ups and downs,
times of stillness
, and times of triumph. If anyone would have told me how difficult it would be to design, build, and maintain an online community, I probably would have chosen to curl up with my favorite blanket and take a nap instead!
I’ve received emails, texts, and Facebook messages full of positive encouragement and notes of gratitude for the lessons and stories that I’ve featured here on the blog. And I want you to know that
every single message
brings me the absolute greatest amount of happiness imaginable. EVERY. SINGLE. ONE. You guys sure know how to make me smile!
And although I look back at this year with gratitude and
, I also realize that this is just the beginning. I know because I’ve only written 50 of the 493 blog post ideas that I have stored on my hard drive. As of today, I’ve only crossed off 62 of the 849 items I have on my Soultiply MASTER TO-DO LIST.
Ain’t that MASTER PLAN a beauty?!
This year has only tickled the surface of my life’s work. And without you reading this right now, none of this work would mean a thing. And for that, I am
Although the Soultiply blog officially launched late March of 2014, the
of Soultiply celebrates its birthday today.
And what better way to celebrate than with our 50
(I swear I didn’t even plan it that way…we just happened to hit 50 posts on our 1st anniversary!
The Universe provides!
So to celebrate, I want to take a look at the
top 5 blog posts
from the past year and give you the behind-the-scenes scoop on it all.
I went through an awkward stage. I think it’s safe to say that we have all spent at least one year of our lives as a gawky version of current selves. My moment came in the heart of fifth grade. I grew much more quickly than my other female classmates,
and boy was I reminded of it
I remember sitting in the cafeteria eating lunch and hearing girls taunt me with the lyrics of Sir Mix-A-Lot’s “Baby Got Back”. Thank God they didn’t understand much more of the song than
“I like big butts and I cannot lie”…
but that was all they needed. They would sing and laugh and look right at me, making a huge scene in front of the entire lunchroom until a teacher would shoo them away.
I remember being frozen to my chair, not wanting to get up until everyone else had left for class, afraid that people would start pointing and laughing at my rear-end again.
And it didn’t stop there.
Ummm…can you say AWKWARD?! Circa 2001.
I remember signing onto AOL instant messenger (my screen name was BroadwayBabe2008, do you remember yours?) and having someone named ‘BroadwayFag2008’ request to talk to me. My naive 7
grade mind accepted their request, and they proceeded to spew nasty words and slurs at me, naming my home address, and threatening to burn down my house.
My best friend had transferred to a different school, and they would make fun of her, reminding me how alone I was without her, reminding me that I had no one left.
And I would go to school the next morning and would sit out in the car with my mom for as LONG as possible, trying to stay away from those hallways that were full of mean glances and feet that would try to dart out and trip me.
I remember working in the front office and having one of the office aides look up the class schedule of a particularly cruel girl, so that I could make sure and plan my route to avoid her in between classes.
my art teacher to let me eat lunch in her classroom, doing anything that I could to avoid sitting in the cafeteria alone.
I remember being really upset and trying to keep my eyes from tearing up one morning as I was practicing my Science Fair speech with my teacher. She could tell something was wrong and she wouldn’t believe my excuses when I said I was fine. Eventually I told her about the online threats and she got the school technology adviser to track the IP addresses of the bullies.
Ends up they were the same girls that sung the mean songs in the school cafeteria years before. Go figure…
I don’t mean to tell these stories to sound depressing. Lord knows my bullying stories are barely the tip of the iceberg compared to some experiences kids endure at school…
But my heart still pounds in my chest whenever I see a picture of the old AOL instant messenger Buddy list.
Whenever the “Baby Got Back” song comes on, most people my age laugh and sing in 90s nostalgia – but I just can’t get myself to dance along.
Over the years I’ve learned to embrace my curvy figure, learned to love it even. But man oh man, did that take a
long. long. time
And that’s the thing. Bullying never really leaves you. If you’ve ever been bullied, those moments are forever crystallized in your mind.
If you are told that something is wrong with you enough times, it’s easy to start to believe it. The bullying begins to live in your mind and it sets up camp in your heart.
And I’m here to tell you that it doesn’t have to be that way.
Fifteen years after being bullied, I’ve had a good amount of time to sit back and reflect on that time in my life. And I’ve learned some very important things…
That no matter what stage you are in your life, you can erase and reverse those thoughts, and defeat the inner-bully that the REAL bully left behind.
Do you remember reading the book
in Elementary School? Besides the fact that my 10 year-old-self was proud of reading a chapter book, I fell in love with this story.
It was about a boy who came up with a new word for “pen”, and he managed to convince a bunch of people to start using his new word instead. As a young writing nerd, I thought that this idea was just the coolest thing
And as I’ve grown older, I’m continually fascinated by words and their meaning.
And I realized over time that I couldn’t find a way to describe the type of incredible change I longed to create in the world. I learned that not only did I want to fulfill my dharma and bring my dreams into reality, but I wanted to support others on their personal journeys as well. I wanted to create exponential dreaming. I wanted to ignite explosive positivity and action that would seep into the lives of thousands of people. But I didn’t have a way to describe this incredible thought in my mind.
I’ve been watching a lot of
lately. It’s a Showtime TV series that centers on a blood splatter analyst who leads a secret life as a serial killer.
I will admit, this show
stresses me out
It’s not that I’m afraid for Dexter (I mean, his name is the title of the show – I doubt they are going to kill him off any time soon…well, wait
that was purely a guess
… I’m only on the 4th season… oh no… don’t give it away!
Dexter be careful!
I’m stressed because Dexter is AWFUL at organizing his life. I don’t worry about his crimes… I get stressed when he leaves his child with the nanny for too long. I get stressed when he doesn’t show up to work on time because he was off riding in his boat. Mainly, I get stressed because Dexter has tried to divide his life into perfect little pieces (no pun intended…
), and he finds his life constantly crashing down around him.
Dexter, buddy, can’t you see the full picture!?
Which makes me think, don’t we all try to do the same? We compartmentalize our lives on a daily basis. We have our family, our friends, our romantic partners, our career, our personal development, our homes and our health. We have these segments in our lives that we must juggle, and sometimes it’s easier to divide them into separate entities. Sometimes it
easier to handle them that way.
But just like Dexter, therein lies a fatal flaw. Here’s why segmenting your life could cost you your happiness
The south side of 37th Street, between 5th and 6th Ave is my favorite street in all of New York City.
If you live in NYC, or you’ve visited – there is a very good chance you’ve never been on this street.
It’s dirty and filled with Midtown hotels and cheap wholesale clothing stores that sell nothing but fur or beads.
But a walk along this street has the magic to transform my day.
Without having to think about it, I’ve created a gratitude habit SO STRONG that it jars me out of worrisome thoughts without the use of my conscious attention. This habit has put my ego in its place. And it’s a habit that we
have inside of us.
And in this kick-butt SlideShare, I’m going to show you exactly how you can harness the power of your own daily routine to create a habit for unprecedented abundance in your life.
Buckle up and join me on the Pathway to Gratitude!