You know the moment. You throw the cap in the air. You take the photos. The congratulations roll in. For a brief moment, it feels like you’ve arrived. Then the noise stops. The applause fades. And suddenly, there is silence. For the first two decades of your life, you were given a script. Age 6: Go to school….
Welcome, L.I.V.E. Pathfinders. There is a question that haunts us, whispered in quiet moments of doubt and shouted in the midst of existential crises: “Who am I?” and “What is my purpose?” We are told, by a thousand well-meaning books, movies, and graduation speeches, that the answer is something we must “find.” We are encouraged…