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.

About Manuel Congo

A renowned Palero, Babalawo, Ajarn and Hougan, Manuel Congo lives in rural Italy, where he spends most of his free time touring on his custom Harley Davidson. An avid ethnographer and noted expert on Italian witchcraft, Manuel has spent decades working for elite clients around the world, conducting investigations in locales as far-flung as Togo and Thailand. He enjoys rainy days, BBQ and blondes.

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