A Call to the Fire Steeds

*Originally published in my February 2026 Newsletter in honour of the Year of the Fire Horse

To those who claim your Divine Masculinity,

This is your time.

This is your year.

This is your moment to meet those who ride under the banner of the Divine Feminine,

Not as adversaries, not as challengers

Not even as champions.

As equals.

You have watched us rise.

You have witnessed our reclamation.

You have held the door open

As we marched through

Demanding justice, autonomy, personhood,

Security, advocacy, self-determination

Don't you deserve a share of these spoils too?

Some of you,

(No, not all)

Have received our audacity

With discomfort, with disdain,

With a distortion of the truth of our desires.

But so many of you suffer too.

The enforcers who taught you to combat your demons

With your fists, not your feelings

To silence your shame

To poison your pain

Are the same self-appointed, self-righteous sentries

That subsume our stories

That police our wits,

Our wombs,

Our waists,

Our wanton wants.

All conspirators in the system

That deny us all our divinity.

Will you

Band together with your legions of brethren

To defend the marauders at our gates

Not our gardens

Will you

Take up arms against those deluded bandits

Scrabbling for the last vestiges of dominance

Desperately attempting to

Legislate love

Criminalize safety

Outlaw agency

Crucify compassion

Deprive dignity

From those with the least power, the least privilege

The fewest resources

So that they can devour every last morsel for themselves,

Proudly patting their bloated bellies

While the once solid ground beneath them

Swallows them whole.

No more.

Not on our watch.

Let us meet ourselves

Let us meet each other

On the battlefield

Set alight our agony as fuel for our action.

Let us raise our standards

Emblazoned with the sigils of all our holy houses

And may the thunder of our hooves

Echo the thunder of our raging hearts

May our towering togetherness

Be the harbinger of the inevitable epoch

That delivers us to divine liberation.

Love Warriors, are you ready?

Come dawn, we ride.