06/08/2026
A Night with the Graduates: An Unexpected Reflection
Recently, I had the opportunity to facilitate intuitive readings for a group of new graduates during an all-night celebration. Going into the experience, I carried a certain expectation.
I imagined encountering bright young souls who were deeply connected to themselves, clear about who they were, excited about their futures, and aligned with their own inner wisdom. I expected to meet a generation confidently stepping into adulthood with a strong sense of purpose.
What I encountered was something quite different.
Many of the young people I met seemed disconnected from themselves. Not disconnected in a negative way, but disconnected from their own inner knowing. There was uncertainty. Confusion. A searching quality that seemed to linger beneath the surface.
Many did not seem to know what they believed.
Some were curious.
Some were skeptical.
Some were excited.
Some were visibly nervous.
A surprising number were afraid of receiving a reading at all.
That, perhaps, was the most fascinating part.
Not because there was anything to fear, but because it revealed how uncomfortable many people have become with simply looking inward. The idea of hearing insights, possibilities, reflections, or messages about themselves brought up uncertainty. It was as if they were standing at the edge of a doorway, unsure whether they wanted to step through.
Others approached with openness and wonder. Their curiosity was refreshing. They asked thoughtful questions, listened carefully, and were willing to explore possibilities beyond what they already knew.
Throughout the evening, I found myself observing something larger than the individual readings.
I saw a generation carrying enormous amounts of information but often lacking deep connection to themselves.
I saw young adults who have been taught how to gather facts but not always how to trust their intuition.
I saw individuals searching for meaning in a world filled with noise.
I saw bright lights that had not yet fully recognized their own brilliance.
And perhaps that is exactly where many of them are supposed to be.
Graduation is not the end of a journey. It is the beginning of one.
No one hands you a map that suddenly explains who you are, what you believe, or where you are going.
Those discoveries come through living.
Through mistakes.
Through questions.
Through curiosity.
Through courage.
As the night unfolded, I found myself feeling less concerned about whether these young people were "awake" or "aligned" and more appreciative of the fact that they were searching.
Because searching means they have not given up.
Searching means there is still curiosity.
Searching means there is still possibility.
The evening became less about providing answers and more about witnessing a generation standing at the threshold of adulthood—uncertain, hopeful, confused, excited, fearful, curious, and very human.
And in many ways, that may be exactly where wisdom begins.
