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What Grows Beyond Us
We are not the first generation to fear for the future, but we may be the last with the luxury of treating that fear as theoretical. The young know this. They are not confused by the world’s contradictions—they were born into them. And still, they rise.
Across oceans and borders, classrooms, streets and digital landscapes, youth are reimagining what it means to lead. Not in the way power is traditionally defined—through hierarchy, charisma, or capital—but in the way that ecosystems organize themselves: adaptively, relationally, with purpose rooted in survival and care. Their leadership is not a posture. It’s a pulse.
We often speak of empowering young people as if power is a gift we bestow. But the truth is, power doesn’t need our permission to shift. It only needs our willingness to get out of the way—or better yet, to walk alongside. This requires more than policy changes or youth advisory boards. It requires a reckoning with the ways we’ve hoarded control in the name of experience. It asks us to question the stories we’ve told about who gets to lead, and why.
To stand with the rising generation is to confront our own discomfort. Their clarity can feel like confrontation. Their urgency like impatience. But perhaps what we interpret as threat is actually invitation—the kind that asks us not to become obsolete, but to become more human. To remember what it felt like to believe the world could be remade.
Young people are not waiting for legacy. They are living it. Each act of defiance, each rewilded thought, each refusal to shrink is a thread in a much older tapestry of resistance. What they need from us is not applause or approval. They need fidelity. To truth. To change. To the futures they are already building.
And perhaps most of all, they need us to stop teaching them how to adapt to a world in collapse—and start asking what it would take to build one that doesn’t require their survival skills. That is the real work of solidarity.
Because in the end, intergenerational partnership is not about handing over a torch. It’s about lighting many, together. Watching the landscape shift as unfamiliar paths are illuminated. Accepting that what grows beyond us may not bear our shape, but might still carry our love.
Let it.
Stone and Signal – Episode 4: Generation Wild (Transcript)
Close your eyes for a moment.
Listen. What would your younger self have imagined in this sound? A monastery
hidden in the hills? A forest untouched by roads? There’s something grounding
about
Welcome to Stone and Signal. I’m Lawrence Nault.
This episode is for the young—and
the once-young—who still believe the world can be saved. For those who are
tired, but still showing up. For those whose hope hasn’t hardened into
cynicism, even when the world tells them it should.
Today, we’re talking about youth.
Not just youth as an idea, but as a force. A presence. A rising tide. We’ll
explore the voices that are leading, resisting, and remembering. The ones that
refuse to stay quiet.
Youth is often framed as a
phase—something to grow out of. But what if it’s something we grow from? What
if it’s not just an age bracket, but a frequency some people never stop tuning
into? The kind that pulses beneath movements, melodies, uprisings, and dreams.
The kind that doesn't wait for permission.
We’ve been told that the young
are naïve, idealistic, impulsive. Maybe. But maybe that idealism is a kind of
clarity—a refusal to accept that the way things are is the way they must be.
And maybe that refusal is exactly what this moment needs.
[Segment 1 – The Rise
of Youth Voices]
In recent years, we’ve seen youth
step into roles many adults have abandoned. From Greta Thunberg’s school strike
that sparked a global movement, to the young water protectors defending sacred
land, to Indigenous youth reclaiming culture and sovereignty—these voices are
not future leaders. They are leaders now.
And they’re not just shouting
into the void. They’re organizing. Creating. Rebuilding.
They’re holding intergenerational
trauma in one hand and digital megaphones in the other. They’re navigating
burnout, surveillance, and systemic gaslighting—all while doing their homework.
They are teaching the world how to fight with both fire and care.
Still, it isn’t easy. Many of
them are dismissed. Labeled as naïve or extreme. Others are exhausted, carrying
burdens too heavy for their age. They inherit crises they didn’t cause, and
still manage to meet them with imagination.
What I keep seeing—and what I
keep writing—is that young people are often the first to understand what’s at
stake. And the last to walk away.
They show us that leadership
doesn’t always look like power suits or podiums. Sometimes it looks like a
teenager testifying at a town hall. A youth-led march in the rain. A digital
zine shared among friends. Sometimes it looks like grief turned into music. Or
silence broken in a classroom.
Their movements remind us that
urgency and hope can co-exist. That systems can be challenged not just with
facts, but with story, song, and ceremony. That resistance can be quiet,
collective, and deeply cultural.
So the question isn’t whether
youth are ready to lead. The question is whether the rest of us are ready to
follow.
[Segment 2 – The Young
Dragons as Reflection]
In the Draconim series, the Young
Dragons aren’t chosen by fate. They’re chosen by purpose. By urgency. By the
quiet ache of knowing something needs to be done—and no one else is doing it.
Kai, bonded to the ocean. Amy,
with her deep ties to land and spirit. Anne, whose art speaks louder than
protest. Each of them reflects a real-world counterpart. A teen who stands up,
even when they’re scared. Who speaks, even when their voice shakes.
They don’t always have the right
words. Sometimes they get it wrong. But they show up anyway. Because something
inside them knows that silence is not an option. That waiting for permission is
just another way of letting things fall apart.
There’s a scene in Fingerprints in the Water when Kai, after nearly drowning in grief,
is pulled back to the surface by Amy—not with magic, but with memory. With
presence. She calls him back through their bond, reminding him of who he is and
what he carries.
That moment came from watching
real youth break down—and then get back up. Not because they’re resilient by
default. But because they’re connected. To each other. To place. To what
matters.
So often we talk about youth as
if they’re lone heroes or symbols of hope. But the truth is, they don’t act
alone. They carry entire communities with them. Ancestors. Teachers. Friends.
The land itself.
Kai’s grief isn’t just his
own—it’s the ocean’s grief, made personal. Amy’s strength isn’t hers alone—it’s
the medicine of the land moving through her. And Anne’s voice? It’s every
unheard story finally finding a way to be seen.
These characters aren’t escapist.
They’re reflections. And when young readers recognize themselves in Kai, or
Amy, or Anne, I want them to feel seen—not as the world imagines them, but as
they already are: complicated, capable, and worthy of being listened to.
If there’s magic in these
stories, it isn’t fantasy. It’s the real kind. The kind rooted in connection.
The kind that says: You’re
not alone. You were never alone.
[Segment 3 – The Role
of Adults]
I often ask myself what my role
is—as an older writer, a quiet observer, someone who’s seen the patterns
repeat.
We’re not here to lead them.
We’re here to walk beside them.
Support doesn’t always mean
stepping in. Sometimes, it means stepping back. Making space. Bearing witness.
And when asked—lifting up, resourcing, amplifying.
But let’s be honest: there’s
often a deep reluctance—even fear—when it comes to truly empowering young
people. Not because we doubt their intelligence or their passion, but because
we sense what might happen if they’re given real influence. They might not
preserve the status quo. They might dismantle it. And for those of us who’ve
grown used to its comforts, that’s unsettling.
It's easier to praise youth than
to trust them with power. Easier to host panels than to share platforms. Easier
to admire their courage from a distance than to yield control, shift systems,
or let go of outdated hierarchies.
I write these stories not to
speak for youth, but to speak with them. To offer language where silence
threatens to settle in. To hold a mirror, gently—not to reflect what adults
expect to see, but what young people already
know about themselves
and the world they’re navigating.
Because they’re not waiting for
permission. They never were.
And the real question is not
whether they’re ready. It’s whether we are—ready to listen, to be changed, to
follow when it’s our turn to fall in step behind.
[Segment 4 – Empowerment]
I’ve often heard people say,
“Youth are the future.”
But I’ve started to resist that phrase. Not because it’s wrong, but because it
delays responsibility. It implies that the work—the power, the choice, the
reckoning—belongs to some later version of them. After they’ve aged, after
they’ve learned the rules, after they’ve waited their turn.
But what if their turn is now?
What if the most radical thing
we can do as adults is to stop preparing young people to inherit a broken
world, and instead work with them to change it—before the handover happens?
This isn’t a metaphor. It’s
happening. Young people are stepping forward in schools, in community halls, on
riversides and forest edges and oceanshores. And when they do, they don’t
always need a microphone. Sometimes they just need someone to lower the volume
in the room long enough for them to speak.
We say we want their voices. But
do we create the conditions for them to thrive?
Do we design classrooms where
questioning is encouraged?
Do we make meetings accessible, not just physically—but emotionally,
culturally, psychologically?
Do we treat their ideas as valuable contributions or polite afterthoughts?
Do we ask them what they need, or do we assume we already know?
Empowering youth isn’t about
giving permission. It’s about sharing power.
It’s about handing over the keys—not when we retire or burn out—but now, while
we still have the energy to walk alongside them.
And yes, it’s uncomfortable.
Because the voices rising now don’t always echo the ones we’ve nurtured.
They challenge the norms we once accepted.
They push against the systems we’ve made peace with.
They force us to ask: What are we really protecting when we withhold power?
Too often, it’s not them we
fear—it’s the changes they might bring.
Because empowering youth means
things might look different.
It might mean slower processes,
or louder gatherings, or decisions we wouldn’t have made ourselves.
It might mean rethinking traditions. It might mean giving up control.
It might mean that what we built—our programs, our plans, our movements—aren’t
what’s needed anymore.
And that’s hard.
But it’s also the point.
We’re not here to be gatekeepers. We’re here to be gardeners.
To nurture what’s growing, not prune it into familiar shapes.
Sometimes that means saying: We
tried it this way—and it failed. You don’t have to repeat us.
Sometimes it means saying: We believe you. Even when the world doesn’t.
And sometimes, it just means listening.
Really listening.
Not waiting for our turn to speak.
Not looking for flaws in their logic.
But letting their stories land. Letting their anger breathe. Letting their joy
lead.
I’ve sat in circles with teens
who were told they were “too emotional,” “too idealistic,” “too impatient.”
But what I heard were hearts unwilling to go numb.
What I saw were people refusing to accept a poisoned status quo.
I’ve seen young leaders name
what adults won’t:
That climate collapse isn’t theoretical. That racism isn’t just historical.
That injustice isn’t just unfortunate—it’s engineered.
And when they say these things,
we shouldn’t be asking them to be more polite.
We should be asking ourselves why we waited so long to say them, too.
So what does it look like to make
space?
It can be structural:
Youth-led councils with real budgets.
Policies that require intergenerational collaboration.
Platforms that prioritize youth-made media.
It can be cultural:
Mentorship that centers humility, not heroism.
Ceremonies that honor transitions—not just achievements.
Elders who share stories without expecting replicas.
And it can be personal:
Taking the time to ask, Who’s not in the room?
Saying, I don’t have the answer—but I’ll stand beside you while you ask the
question.
Letting go of our need to be the center.
Trusting that the rising generation might see something we’ve missed.
Because they do see what
we’ve missed.
They see the interconnectedness
we were taught to forget.
They see the climate, not as a distant science, but as their lived reality.
They see identity, not as a binary, but as a spectrum.
They see power, not as something to hoard, but something to share.
And that clarity—that
vision—isn’t naïve. It’s necessary.
We are not just passing them a
world. We are shaping the conditions of their becoming.
And if we’re lucky, if we’re humble, they’ll shape us in return.
I don’t want to end this episode
with a call to action.
I want to end it with a call to attention.
To notice who’s already leading.
To notice when silence is a symptom of exclusion—not disengagement.
To notice when our own comfort becomes a cage.
Empowering youth isn’t an
investment in the future.
It’s an act of love in the present.
Let them speak. Let them lead.
Let them reimagine what we forgot was possible.
And let’s not just cheer from
the sidelines.
Let’s walk with them.
[Segment 5 – Reflection & Invitation]
If you’re listening and you’re
young—this space is for you. You don’t need to have the answers. You don’t need
to carry it all. Just know that your voice matters. It always has.
And if you’re not so young
anymore—what did you believe in once, before the world taught you to shrink?
What would your younger self ask
you to remember?
If you’d like to explore the
Young Dragons’ journey, you can find their stories in my books. Sales help
support this podcast—and the quiet time it takes to make it.
You can also find transcripts and
quiet reflections on my blog.
Thank you for being here. Until
next time, may your signal find the stones that hold it.
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