So today I was shuffling my trusty tarot deck for my morning ritual, you know? Decided to focus on love readings since my cousin’s been stressing about her messy situationship. Grabbed a cup of coffee, cleared my kitchen counter – good vibes only.
I always pull three cards for context before zeroing in. First card came upright: Three of Cups – felt like celebration energy. Then Justice reversed popped out sideways – big yikes, screaming unfairness. But the third card? Wheel of Fortune reversed. Stuck upside-down like a dead fly. My gut immediately went “uh-oh”.
Breaking Down the Unlucky Wheel
Started scribbling in my tarot journal:
- First thought: bad timing. Like when you text someone “we need to talk” and they’re having the worst day at work.
- Remembered last month’s reading where this card warned my friend about her forcing relationships – same stubborn patterns vibe.
- Held the card near my cinnamon candle (weird habit, helps me focus) and realized – resistance to change screamed louder than my neighbor’s yappy dog.
Did a quick voice memo: “Feels like someone’s clinging to dead romance just ’cause they fear being alone. Or maybe external crap messing things up – think meddling in-laws or toxic exes.”
The Lightbulb Moment
Suddenly remembered last summer when this card appeared in MY reading. Back then I ignored it and faceplanted into a dumpster fire of a fling. Texted my cousin right there:
“STOP TRYING TO CONTROL THE UNCONTROLLABLE. LET THE UNIVERSE FIX THIS MESS.”
Honestly? The reversed Wheel’s message sucks but it’s necessary medicine. Either chill the hell out or accept the relationship’s gone stale like forgotten bread. Still – told my cousin to pull clarifying cards next week. Sometimes fate just needs a little nudge, yeah?
