Hi. I’m Dahlia. I want to help you shine brightly and use your light to help others shine as well. It took a near-death experience for me to figure out how. And I don’t want you to wait until it’s too late.
Why live and let live when you can live and help live?
From convincing the Army - live, on-air - to save a small town from being wiped off the map, to influencing the government to rename a statutory holiday, to giving away thousands and THOUSANDS of dollars on my show - not money from the station, but from listeners who wanted to help strangers ...
I help make good things happen. But, this light came from the darkest place. Which has always been a theme in my life ...
LIVE AND HELP LIVE
Back in 2009, I came face to face with my own mortality in the shape of a black SUV.
I’m driving my compact car through a green light and see this black behemoth heading for the red light. Heading towards me. Within probably three nanoseconds, three thoughts ran through my head:
I’m driving my compact car through a green light and see this black behemoth heading for the red light. Heading towards me. Within probably three nanoseconds, three thoughts ran through my head:
“I can avoid this.”
“S***, I can’t avoid this.”
“I’m too young to die.”
A pregnant woman in that SUV drove directly through that red light. She crashes into me. Driver’s side. My car is launched half a block down the street. With me in it.
Then, I saw that bright white light so many people talk about before dying. And I’ll tell you what that bright white light is: The airbag.
Burns, broken bones, ripped ligaments, a concussion, messed up knees, whiplash that eats other whiplashes for breakfast, an imprint of my sunglasses branded into my face for a while, PTSD … I was so lucky.
I came this → ← close to death. And it was one of the best things that ever happened to me.
We all know death is inevitable but you somehow still think that distant future makes you invincible. Until it doesn’t.
That pregnant woman helped me birth a new life. She literally pushed me off my path and figuratively pushed me onto a better one.
I almost died! No amount of cool shoes (I’m Shoe’ish) would have left my footprint. I felt … empty. What’s the point? Does my existence matter? How does anyone matter?
That’s the thing: Treat others generously and they will matter more. Leave a trail of meaningful things, and it will lead you down a fulfilling path. You will leave your mark, even when you don’t know it.
So, since then, I made it my mission to make good things happen. Whether as a syndicated columnist or a talk show host, I’ve had the privilege of a platform that could help others. But it’s also been challenging to do within the constraints of what the media machine wants.
Then, I saw that bright white light so many people talk about before dying. And I’ll tell you what that bright white light is: The airbag.
Burns, broken bones, ripped ligaments, a concussion, messed up knees, whiplash that eats other whiplashes for breakfast, an imprint of my sunglasses branded into my face for a while, PTSD … I was so lucky.
I came this → ← close to death. And it was one of the best things that ever happened to me.
We all know death is inevitable but you somehow still think that distant future makes you invincible. Until it doesn’t.
That pregnant woman helped me birth a new life. She literally pushed me off my path and figuratively pushed me onto a better one.
I almost died! No amount of cool shoes (I’m Shoe’ish) would have left my footprint. I felt … empty. What’s the point? Does my existence matter? How does anyone matter?
That’s the thing: Treat others generously and they will matter more. Leave a trail of meaningful things, and it will lead you down a fulfilling path. You will leave your mark, even when you don’t know it.
So, since then, I made it my mission to make good things happen. Whether as a syndicated columnist or a talk show host, I’ve had the privilege of a platform that could help others. But it’s also been challenging to do within the constraints of what the media machine wants.
A senior calls into my show. Barb doesn't have a computer. Almost no outside world connection.
— dahlia kurtz (@DahliaKurtz) April 11, 2020
I ask if anyone can help.
A listener, Donna, BUYS a laptop. Tells the clerk Barb's story. He gives her 50% off!
Barb never expected this. I did. Because kindness is now a pandemic.
"WHO THE EFF IS DAHLIA?!"
I’ve been a talk show host since 2013. After that car crash, I set goals. And realized them. I became a national columnist. Then, a nationally syndicated columnist. Then, as I got invited on more and more radio shows, I thought why don’t I have my own show. But, careful what you wish for …
Fozzie Bear always lets Dahlia share the host chair with him.
For my first show, I was given the slot that belonged to a radio icon: Charles Adler.
It’s September 3rd, 2013, 1:04 p.m. The mic goes live. The first words out of my mouth:
“Hi! I’m Charles Adler … ”
The rest of the show went downhill from there.
I had no clue what I was doing. And I couldn’t be like all of the men at that station who had been hosting, since before I was born. So I decided I’d screw up the least if I were just me. And that’s when it happened.
I created a show to help make good things happen.
People laughed at the beginning. The bosses would not even promote my show - not on the station, nor on social media. What an embarrassment. But you know what happened? The bosses didn’t have to market my show. People who were looking for a safe, positive, and kind space - people who were looking for the helpers and looking to be the helpers - found it.
It’s the science of kindness: Swarming. I studied it. Really. With a professor from McGill University who made it his life’s work. Because kindness helps makes life work better.
Fast-forward to 2018. I moved to Canada’s capital to host a new show. I secured this big-name guest who shied away from media for years. The news is made public. Some guy tweets:
“Who the f*** is Dahlia Kurtz?”
Naturally, I respond:
“I ask myself that question every day.”
And it’s true. I do. Which is okay. We’re all just figuring it out, right? (But why does my mum keep asking who the f*** is Dahlia Kurtz?)
Meet Ray. He's 73 and blind. He called into my show on loneliness to say he's lonely, so I invited him in-studio.
— dahlia kurtz (@DahliaKurtz) February 23, 2020
He says, "I don't want to die not meaning anything to anybody."
Judging by the messages I received he means a lot to many, who finally got hear what he has to say.
Oh, and my radio career began as “Danger Girl,” by broadcasting live underwater, from a 10,000-gallon tank to raise money for Sick Kids. For 48 hours. And, by the by, I'm deathly afraid of water, but no biggie.
WHAT TO EXPECT
Kindness. And kindness always leads to good. Always.
So Sam calls into my show. Simply to thank me for “being there.”
— dahlia kurtz (@DahliaKurtz) April 4, 2020
In our brief chat, I learn Sam doesn’t have Internet. And now no access anywhere.
I said I’d try to help.
Within 2 minutes, we found help.
Sam never expected it. I did.
Kindness always leads to good. Always.
DAHLIA is like Mister Rogers' Neighborhood - but for adults.
This fun and meaningful podcast looks for the helpers and ways to help you through your day. It may be conversations with everyday people doing extraordinary things, Oscar winners who have overcome the odds, or the man who jumped off The Golden Gate Bridge to take his life, yet miraculously lived to save so many lives. It may be giving a voice to those in need. But it’s always bringing people together.
You won't get inundated with information here. You already get too much of that. You need wonder and reflection. So expect lots of that.
I have been a talk show host for a decade with a mission to spread kindness. And my Network of Angels always leaves a trail. So come on over and let's make good things happen ... Why live and let live when you can live and HELP live?
This fun and meaningful podcast looks for the helpers and ways to help you through your day. It may be conversations with everyday people doing extraordinary things, Oscar winners who have overcome the odds, or the man who jumped off The Golden Gate Bridge to take his life, yet miraculously lived to save so many lives. It may be giving a voice to those in need. But it’s always bringing people together.
You won't get inundated with information here. You already get too much of that. You need wonder and reflection. So expect lots of that.
I have been a talk show host for a decade with a mission to spread kindness. And my Network of Angels always leaves a trail. So come on over and let's make good things happen ... Why live and let live when you can live and HELP live?
A mum of 2 tells me "I'm ashamed to ask for help."
— dahlia kurtz (@DahliaKurtz) October 18, 2020
Has supported her family for 40 yrs. Her husband's sick. COVID wiped out her credit.
I share this on air. A STRANGER gives her a FEW HUNDRED dollars.
There's NO SHAME asking for help. Only STRENGTH. Now she's even stronger.
I truly appreciate you taking the time to read this. Know, I just want to help make good things happen. And if you’ve read this far, I think you do too. That or you were just hoping for another picture of Fozzie Bear. Well, I guess you’ll just have to subscribe then ...
But seriously, I don’t have a job; I have a mission: LIVE AND HELP LIVE. Really, it’s the best way to discover the meaning of life.
Because the meaning of life … is to live a meaningful life.
But seriously, I don’t have a job; I have a mission: LIVE AND HELP LIVE. Really, it’s the best way to discover the meaning of life.
Because the meaning of life … is to live a meaningful life.
A paramedic's home just burned down. She lost everything.
— dahlia kurtz (@DahliaKurtz) May 2, 2020
I ask for help on The Goods.
So, a man fighting cancer - who could lose everything - calls.
HE'S DONATING $5000 TO HER.
The anonymous angel wants to give back to healthcare workers.
I love him.#kindnesspandemic
Fozzie Bear has more than a hand in this operation. While Dahlia has only one.