So today I wanna share how I flipped the World card upside down during my morning tarot pull and what the heck happened after that. Pulled out my trusty Rider-Waite deck like always – this old thing’s been with me through three house moves and two breakups, feels like an old friend now.
The Setup
Lit my lavender candle first cause that’s my ritual. Cleared my mind by staring at my stupid overpriced Himalayan salt lamp for five minutes. Shuffled those cards till my thumbs hurt, thinking hard about my stagnant freelance projects. Cut the deck left-handed cause my grandma swore it brings truth.
The “Oh Crap” Moment
Slapped that top card down on my coffee-stained tablecloth. Bam – The World card staring back at me… but upside freaking down. Felt like the universe just dumped ice water down my neck. That card’s supposed to mean completion and success! Reversed? Total gut punch.
- First reaction: Scoffed loud enough to scare my cat off the sofa. “Nah, deck’s messing with me again.”
- Second reaction: Actually looked closer. The wreath looked broken. The figure seemed to be falling instead of dancing. The freaking clouds were pouring downward. Damn.
- Third reaction: Chugged half my cold coffee and muttered “Well… shit.”
Figuring Out the Mess
Dusted off my dog-eared tarot journal. Flipped past pages full of crossed-out interpretations till I found my notes on reversed World. Remembered writing last year: “Not disaster – just delayed gratification.” Okay, less panicky now.
Started connecting dots:
- That book proposal gathering dust? World reversed said stop forcing chapter outlines and let ideas simmer
- The “perfect” apartment hunt making me miserable? Card screamed “stop chasing completion symbols”
- My unfinished knitting project in the corner? Okay maybe not everything’s profound symbolism
What I Actually Did
Took the stupid reversed card seriously for once. Instead of powering through my to-do list like a bulldozer, I actually paused. Cancelled two “just for show” client meetings. Texted my editor to renegotiate deadlines. Dug out that half-finished short story instead of stressing about the novel.
Weirdest thing? By afternoon I felt lighter than in months. That “falling” figure in the card? Made me realize I’ve been climbing imaginary ladders to nowhere. Sometimes inverted World just means turn your damn perspective upside down. Still don’t have my book deal or dream apartment. But today? Today I breathed.
Moral of today’s draw: When the cosmos slams a reversed World in your face, maybe stop chasing endings and sit with the messy middle awhile. Also maybe move that salt lamp – thing leaves weird shadows when you’re trying to interpret divine messages.
