In Praise of the Wild God While Praising the Year of the Horse!

I invite you to Raise Windhorse in this Year of the Horse (January 31). 

Embrace it as your North Star to guide your path. Let it be a messenger from the god-stuff helping you to  access pure “horse power” this year.

 Windhorse is a Tibetan symbol for raising the positive divine wind that comes from being completely present and awake!

 It is a representation of chi, prana, the life force energy that animates the whole of the Universe.  The symbol of  horse represents stability and the sure-footed balance required to ride the divine wind and stay in the saddle!

Windhorrse says: “Ride the energy of your life….but…..know that your life is more than you.  Be aware that there are threads that hold all of us together in some kind of cosmic kinship group; a necessity for shaping totally new worlds together.

Be smitten with Windhorse because it is visceral. It is a wildly erotic animal and a structural beauty. It represents the power of action, but not as we normally interpret action, namely: “doing doing doing”.  It is more the” wu-wei-wu” of Asian philosophy: the “doing without doing”.

Power of Action encoded in Sacred Geometry

Power of Action encoded in Sacred Geometry


This is a year of movement and movement requires a light load so once again “get out the dumpster”, and let it rip: all the stuff–the old thoughtforms, the old language, the old expectations and assumptions, the stuff that clutters your creative space/home; it’s all motion now; morph or pass away.

I think we humans need a companion for this journey in 2014; a wild god who does not promise certainty, but does offer a consistent wisdom that says: let go, let go, let it all go!

So, in honor of the Year of the Horse, I offer you the poetry of two men who celebrate the wild god and who give a masterful insight into what it means to embrace wildness and unpredictability.

Hafiz, 14th century Persian poet seems to best capture this wild god by shattering pretty words and images that we associate with the holy and Tim Hirons, a contemporary poet imagines god as  a “messy” unrefined guest, shocking us from comfortable beliefs.


 “I would not want all my words

To parade around this world

In pretty costumes,

So, I will tell you something

Of the barroom view of love.

Love is grabbing hold of the great lion’s mane

And wrestling & rolling deep into existence

While the Beloved gets rough

And begins to maul you alive.

True love, my dear, is putting an ironclad grip

Upon the sore, swollen balls

Of a divine rogue elephant

And not having the good fortune to die.”


and if this is not enough, try this…….

Love wants to reach out and manhandle us,

Break all our teacup talk of god.

If you had the courage and could give the Beloved his choice,

Some nights, he would just drag you around the room by your hair,

Ripping from your grip all those toys in the world

That bring you no joy.

Love sometimes gets tired of speaking sweetly

And wants to rip to shreds

All your erroneous notions of truth

That make you fight within yourself, dear one,

And with others,

Causing the world to weep

On too many fine days.

God wants to manhandle us,

lock us inside of a tiny room with himself

And practice his dropkick.

The Beloved sometimes wants

To do us a great favor:

Hold us upside down

And shake all the nonsense out.

But when we hear

He is in such a “playful drunken mood”

Most everyone I know

Quickly packs their bags and hightails it

Out of town!”


Tim Hirons, poet:

“Sometimes a wild god comes to the table.
He is awkward and does not know the ways
Of porcelain, of fork and mustard and silver.
His voice makes vinegar from wine.

When the wild god arrives at the door,
You will probably fear him.
He reminds you of something dark
That you might have dreamt,
Or the secret you do not wish to be shared.”


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