SUEA, THE TIGER LERSI SPIRIT
I have always shared with Borges and Kypling a certain obsession for tigers. My zahir is a tiger indeed. I visited monks living with tigers and praying tiger headed hermit yogis in Thailand.
Tiger came to me thundering my life.
Today I had a wonderful shamanic dream which filled my heart with joy. That kind of joy you wanna share with other shamans, yogis, dreamers and shapeshifters.
I was following the particular rythm of a drum, when I went on the other side, au dessu du mirwá like Franco-Haitians would say. Out of the blue, out of the waters of spiritual world I saw a tiger gazing into the green crystal waters. She was made of power and beauty, of shadows and gold. She gazed like a soothsayer. Her prophecy was a man.
And after I rode the tiger, wildlly and wrathfully, adamantine.