So today I decided to unpack the 7s in tarot decks because honestly, I kept mixing up their vibes during readings. Grabbed my trusty Rider-Waite deck and dumped all the sevens on my coffee table next to half-finished cold brew.
Starting With Swords
First up, Seven of Swords. I pulled this card while thinking about my neighbor who borrows tools without asking. Sketchy energy! This dude’s literally sneaking off with swords like “my bad.” I realized it’s not just about theft – it’s avoiding confrontation like when I ghosted that awkward group chat. Mental gymnastics vibe.
Wands Made Me Sweat
Then Seven of Wands. This guy’s defending his hill against six other wands trying to knock him off. Got flashbacks to last week’s work meeting when four people attacked my project timeline. That “stand your damn ground” feeling? Yeah. I scribbled in my journal: “Feeling attacked? Prepare arguments instead of panicking.”
Cups Were Confusing AF
Seven of Cups wrecked me. Dude’s staring at floating cups stuffed with castles, snakes, and creepy screaming heads? Felt like scrolling Netflix for two hours paralyzed by choices. Tested it out – imagined seven possible outcomes for a family trip. Wrote down each one to avoid decision fatigue. Lesson? Options are illusions till you pick one.
Pentangles Were Chill
Saved Pentacles for last. Seven of Pentacles shows a farmer stressing over his plants. Immediately thought about my basil seedlings dying on the windowsill. Took this pic comparing my actual basil disaster with the card while thinking: “Growth takes mad patience, stop poking seeds every hour.”
What clicked after grouping them:
- Swords: Mind games
- Wands: Defense mode
- Cups: Option overload
- Pentacles: Waiting-sucks energy
Shoved them back in the deck feeling less confused. These sevens? They’re basically life yelling “HEY, HANDLE THIS CRAP” in four different suits. Next time someone asks about hard choices? I’m slapping these on the table saying “pick your poison.”
