The Wind Horse is a creature with origins in the mythology throughout

Mongolia, Tibet, Turkey, and Native America.

A symbol of the human soul in the shamanistic tradition of East and Central Asia. It is a legendary creature that carries prayers from the earth to the heavenly gods using the strength and speed of the wind.

The term Windhorse also refers to Tibetan prayer flags which blow in the wind, whereby the power of the sacred images and invocations printed on them are dispersed into the world at large – which has parallels to the coloured prayer ties of Native American Indian ceremony.

In Greek mythology, the winds were thought of as horse-shaped spirits, controlled and contained by Aeolus, who was also known as the “Reiner of the horses”.

The Wind Horse, according to Native American Legend, speaks of a horse honored in the Choctaw culture as being the fastest and kindest of all the Indian horses. The Wind Horse felt no fear and no one ever harmed him. If an Indian were wounded or needed a ride, the Wind Horse would carry them to safety.

One day the Wind Horse heard a cry for help. He ran to a clearing in the forest and came upon a young Indian Boy. The young boy had become caught in a bear trap and this trap had severed his foot. The boy could not walk and he was in serious trouble as he has lost a lot of blood. The Wind Horse went to the boy’s side and bent down so the boy could climb onto his back. The child could not believe that such a beautiful horse would befriend him. The boy was very scared because he could feel his life was slipping away, but as the young boy rode the wind on this beautiful horse, it was as if he were whole again, and supported by such kindness, it was just like being with family. The boy slipped in and out of two worlds as the horse gently went along the trail.

As they travelled the boy noticed the trail changing. At first, the trail was one that he knew. Then it changed to the trail he remembered as a baby. Then the trail became how it was before he was born. The child became more afraid and hugged the Wind Horse even tighter.

The boy’s feelings began to overcome the horse. The horse was taking on the feelings of the boy and losing itself. He knew if he kept the boy on his back much longer, their fates would merge. In the past, the Wind Horse always put his rider down before a merge could happen.

As the horse struggled to know what to do, the child began to talk to the horse. The boy shared his longing that someday he would be able to run along the forest trail and find a family to love him. As the Wind Horse listened, he felt the love that the child so badly wanted to share. The Wind Horse thought to himself “this will be my last rider.” Because the horse knew the love in the child’s heart, he knew he was called to serve the boy in a way that would forever change both of their lives.

Suddenly, the boy saw the home of his ancestors and became very afraid. The Wind Horse had never brought his riders to this place before, and as he let his rider down, the child could see that he had two feet and that he was whole again. The boy knew that he would never again feel pain, hunger or sorrow. The boy also understood that the Wind Horse had chosen to leave its friends and life on earth to help the boy. Their hearts smiled as they saw their new family running toward them.

Later, the horse prayed to the Great Spirit to let the Indian People know that the boy was all right. Great Spirit sent the message in the wind. After hearing the message in a sacred lodge, the Indian people sent back a thank you to Great Spirit for the gift of such a great friend they had known in the Wind Horse. From that day forward, whenever an Indian needed help, they could hear the hoofs of the Wind Horse come to them in the blowing wind.

His spirit would comfort them until the tribe could arrive.