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.
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 lost 6 pounds. Yesterday, Soultiply got a new Google+ follower and several new Twitter followers. I did this really excruciating Level One “Biggest Loser” DVD workout, and although it took me nearly a week to be able to walk without looking like Gumby, I’m going to do it again tonight. I did not eat Chipotle at all this week, because I’m saving up for a trip to LA.
What do all these things have in common?
They are my recent accomplishments.
Yup, and I’m damn proud! You should see me right now; I got this little smile that just won’t go away.