Welcome!

I’m glad you found us: the folks behind Civic Humans, where we examine the elements that shape our shared biography—the values we carry, the systems we navigate, the choices we make when no one’s watching—and translate them into creative campaigns that inspire people to gather in service of the common good.

I’m Heather—our founder.

I believe that the most critical “social influencers” are the people we see every day in our own streets, businesses, and schools... inspiring one another through random acts of kindness, simple acts of service, and—when necessary—very, very deliberate acts of civic systems change.

You see: from late 2017 to early 2018, I witnessed first-hand several feats of grassroots-level mutual aid that quite literally changed the world. From hurricane rescue—to wildfire resourcing—to refugee detention mapping; again and again, “regular folks” came together to make things better for other people. And these regular folks weren’t there to make a phone call or two; they dug in for weeks—months—at a time to fill gaps in local, regional, national, and global processes—forever altering the landscape of civic practice and strategy.

I believe those influencers are the ones who may get us through this difficult blip in our space/time continuum, and I intend to hold space for that. Indeed, although our words may be limited by language or by law, together, we are doing nothing less than co-writing a new history of civic life—as it’s imagined, as it’s lived—and just maybe, as it’s destined to be.

Is it easy? No.

Listen: My faith in humanity still falters every single day. And every single day I use that mantra to remind myself how to get it back.

Sometimes it’s something huge and powerful like a climate seminar or ocean clean-up. But sometimes it’s just one tiny green shoot pushing through the soil, proving the power of nature to transmute dirt into gold.

Regardless of the size and scope, I commit to soaking in as much beauty as I can, so I have some fuel in reserve for when the going gets tough.

Isn’t that what faith is, anyway: finding beauty, even when it’s hard to see, then hanging on to it like a pocket talisman, ready for a spit shine?

Same as it ever was, people.

Same as it ever was.