Alright, let’s talk about the Tower card. Not the textbook stuff, but a real kicker of an experience I had with it a while back. It wasn’t during a reading, not exactly. It was life pulling the Tower card on me, loud and clear.
So, I was working on this big project. Poured months into it, weekends, late nights, the whole deal. I was pretty proud of what I’d built, thought it was solid, you know? Like a sturdy tower, I guess. Had all these plans laid out, how things would go, the success I expected. My ego was definitely tied up in it.
The Ground Shakes
Then came this one Tuesday morning. Just a regular Tuesday. I walked into the office, grabbed my coffee, sat down. Opened my email. And there it was. An email saying the whole project was shelved. Just like that. No warning, no discussion. Budget cuts, shifting priorities, the usual corporate speak. But for me? It felt like a lightning strike hit my precious tower.
Everything just crumbled. All that work, those plans, gone. Poof. I just sat there, staring at the screen. Couldn’t quite process it. Felt like the floor had dropped out from under me. It wasn’t just the project, it was the assumptions I had built around it, my sense of security in it.
- First reaction: Shock. Total disbelief.
- Then came the anger. Felt pretty cheated, you know?
- After that, just this hollow feeling. What now?
Picking Through the Rubble
Honestly, the first few days were rough. I was moping around, feeling sorry for myself. But then, I had to start dealing with the practicalities. Closing things down, archiving files. And as I was doing that, sorting through the metaphorical rubble, I started seeing things differently.
I realized maybe that tower I built wasn’t as solid as I thought. Maybe I was too attached to my way, my vision. The project getting cancelled forced me to look at the bigger picture. It wasn’t personal, even though it felt like it. It was just… change. Sudden, unwelcome change, but change nonetheless.
It forced a reset. I had to rethink my next steps, what I really wanted to work on. It cleared away something I was maybe holding onto too tightly, even if I didn’t realize it at the time. It wasn’t fun, not at all. Getting hit by the Tower never is. But looking back, it cleared the ground for something new. Something I wouldn’t have considered if I was still busy defending my old tower.
So yeah, that was my Tower moment. Not from a deck of cards, but straight from life. It taught me that sometimes, things need to fall apart, even if it hurts, to make way for something more authentic or necessary. It’s a tough card, no doubt, but sometimes that shock is exactly what you need to wake up and see what’s really real.
