This is The Voyage of Initiation

I’m George Monty—
a voice from the borderlands,
where psyche meets spirit and the ego dissolves into symbol.
I’ve wandered the architecture of dream and shadow,
not to escape—but to retrieve the gold buried in grief.
I do not guide—I provoke.
I am not here to teach—I am here to remind.
That your suffering is a cipher,
your madness—a map.
And somewhere in the ruins of reason,
your soul is still whispering.

And walking beside me is Jessica Tracy—
a soul-listener,
a witness to the sacred unraveling.
She stands at the threshold of grief and grace,
where trauma is not a diagnosis,
but a doorway to deeper knowing.
Jessica has walked with death,
and returned with the scent of the eternal on her skin.
She holds space the way a tree holds lightning—
still, rooted, radiant.
Not to fix, not to save,
but to remember what the soul has always known.

TOGETHER:
This is The Voyage of Initiation—
a ritual of return.
A remembering of the soul’s path
through psyche, symbol, shadow, and star.
Here, we do not numb the ache.
We kneel beside it,
until it speaks.