Learning about the Horse Spirit by Blue Thunder 1/11/26

Today is a glorious day. We spent a great time at our daughter’s and her wife’s home. I enjoyed talking to my grandson about his vintage pin up tee and it reminded me of the tees of the 1940s pinup girls I sent my grandpa from time to time who passed in the early 2000s. I made a wonderful stew of lemon basil garlic cornish hens and shredded it and played with the idea of using latkes. I felt a pesto and cheese combination to create. I explored using the shredded plant based smoked cheddar and vegan pesto would be a nice accent to the stew. I used real lemon juice, zest and halves of the remainder in the stew. What a lovely combination and gluten and dairy free. It had been a long time just having our time together. I had made meals for my son and his girlfriend several times at my home. 

I talked about my recent blog of the ‘Year of the Horse’ I posted. Actually, this is the year of the ‘Fire Horse.’ I recall as a child in Arizona. I loved horses even as a smaller child. I was fascinated by the tall and sleek bodies and the pure muscle power they had. I admired how they stood serenely tall and yet seemed to know or have an inner intuition. A horse will know good or bad energy. It knows when you are hesitant to ride or approach it. MInd you; a horse won’t eat you but it is longer and taller than a human and can tell if you know how to ride or not. I admired the black horses and how the sun shone on their sleek and shiny coats. They could gallop with so much increased speed and yet be as calm as a breeze in ‘stillness’ on a sunny day. The horse is very comfortable with it’s body and it’s surrounding yet aware in a quiet way.

I sat in meditation and connected to a black horse and it had lots of fur on its hooves and the wild mane and tail it had. It was untamed, unowned, unbroken and free. I admired its carefree manner and how assured it was in just being. Couldn’t we be like this? Couldn’t we be comfortable with our bodies as they are and trust in our own intuition. In our own inner knowing we could obtain a link between spirit and ourselves. The horse just trusted in Spirit. It didn’t doubt and it opened only to the divinity of its existence and with Spirit. There was no fear and the clarity of being and knowing all is well if it thinks it is still taking notes in its mind of what it preferred and what it didn’t and didn’t hide it. Wouldn’t it be wonderful to be aware of our surroundings and knowing it was worth our being there or not? It wouldn’t be pressure from the masses or society of where and what you should be anymore. You surrendered to the fact that you are a natural part of Creation and to be satisfied and explore and grow in our own skin, our own link to Spirit like the horse. 

As I sat in meditation; I was told by this black beauty of power, sensuality, stamina and knowing to look into its eyes, to feel the lengthy spine and height of being a horse with the long legs and long neck. I felt the mane and take and the muscle so sleek and long and beautiful. The horse has been used as a symbol of spirit connection. You could imagine some days riding the horse yet as the rider merging with the horse’s body and feeling its body. It’s sleekness and length, its pure muscle and yet beauty and the fur. I saw how the horse would gallop and my body lengthened like this horse merged as one and it galloped and my whole spine with legs galloped. It was a different feeling being on all four legs and seeing a little differently from the sides of the head and the lengthy jaw and ears up higher. I felt the hooves and unlike toenails on a human was a unit of nail thickened to hold up the horse on runs and walks in the mountains and fields. 

I listened to the wind and felt the energy of the earth yet I was high up and felt the crown chakra of my horse body now merged from human to horse. It was sacred. I was told by the unspoken words of the horse and our link how it frolicked and played. How it didn’t like hesitation and didn’t like to move until it knew its environment or if it rode which it didn’t prefer to know who was riding it. The choice of clarity and certainty made the horse discerning. I was whinnying and making noises like a horse…It reminded me of playing my didgeridoo mouth warm up exercises. It then galloped as I galloped as a horse. This horse was known as a “Freisian” horse with large body and feathered feet and known for gentle power. I used to admire these as a child as my Spirit Teacher. At times; it displayed elegant dance and then power. It was showing me how versatile you can be in your own choosing and pace through life. How elegance and power are possibilities.

The horse spirit told me my husband used to ride such a horse in the Manchurian mountains like me in China as it prompted me to look up this breed of horse humans named to understand. However, the horses are called ‘Mongolian Horses’ and they do not have hair on hooves to trek 10 km a day and need only water once a day. They are hardy and strong. They do use the milk of the horse to live on and eat horse meat which is very lean and make violin bows, etc. They are a hardy breed in very harsh conditions.

Then the Horse Spirit told me to imagine being a pony of smaller size. Yet his body was compact and muscled and shorter but still the legs, spine and neck and jaw and head were elongated. Although the height was much smaller.

The horse spirit told me that it is high up into the air element is why it can run as it merges with the air and then in stillness; it merges with the earth. A horse is a heavenly creature when it is calm and free and enjoys the grass and waters of the earth in no hurry and enjoys this quiet time where there is no noise or stress or distractions. It merges well in its own stages of existence and yet can at will… ‘run like the wind.’ A horse teaches us that we can choose our pace and reset and connect to our own stillness with the earth and air. It teaches us that at the quietest times that we can ‘hear’ and ‘see’ and ‘feel’ our environment and develop and use our own inner knowing and choose to stay or gallop away. Wouldn’t it be nice to have the knowledge and trust that we can just leave when the energy or surroundings aren’t right in our mind, in our bodies and our sacredness?

Well, it was galloping and my whole spine and body moved with the galloping in meditation. That was all for now so the horse with fire is propelled after it takes into its environment and trust in its inner knowing. It is not hasty but takes in the environment, people, etc. and then acts with clarity forward. This is the year of the fire horse that you can propel yourself after you’ve connected to your sacred self, understand the environments you are in and discern and not waste time on things that do not equate flow. A horse is admired for its flow after taking into account what it is dealing with and makes no haste to leave or stay when it knows it does not equate flow. The fire is an activator in the next step of this understanding, spending time, working with the sacred divinity of its own and linked with pure light Spirit. This is the year to move forward; no doubt after you have seen and taken into account what you’ve known and removed the blockages to your goals. No more revisiting steps that you already know as excuses to stay still. Then understanding yourself and what your goals are for growth and staking claim to it and working with the steps beyond the initial knowing or lessons. There’s no stopping you know. Gallop with the speed and ease you need for your growth and knowing when to leave when it doesn’t service the flow forward. Much loving light horsesteps through the fire forward prayers for you. Namaste, Peace to you and Aho.