Alright, let’s talk about the Four of Spades. Not in some super mystical way, just how it popped up for me recently and what I ended up doing, or rather, not doing.
So, I was feeling pretty wiped out a few weeks back. Just spinning my wheels, you know? Project deadlines, family stuff, the usual mess. I felt like I was running on fumes, getting irritable, and honestly, not getting much done despite being busy all the time. It was that classic burnout feeling creeping in.
Hitting a Wall
I remember just sitting at my desk one morning, staring at the screen, and absolutely nothing was happening upstairs. Blank. It wasn’t just a lack of ideas; it was like my brain had put up a “Closed for Business” sign. Tried powering through, grabbed more coffee, made lists – the usual tricks. None of it worked. I just felt stuck, heavy.
Funny thing is, I wasn’t even doing tarot readings then. But the image or the idea of the Four of Spades just kept floating into my head. You know the one – the dude lying down, resting, hands folded. It’s usually seen as a card about needing rest, taking a time-out, maybe even stagnation, but in a necessary way sometimes.
Taking the Hint
At first, I kind of pushed the thought away. Like, “Great, even my subconscious thinks I’m useless right now.” But it kept nagging at me. That feeling of needing stillness, needing to just stop pushing so hard.
So, what did I do? It wasn’t dramatic. I didn’t suddenly book a retreat or anything. I just… stopped. For a bit.
- I decided to actually take my lunch break away from my desk. Went outside, sat on a bench. Didn’t scroll my phone much.
- That evening, instead of trying to “catch up” on work, I just puttered around. Listened to some music, did some light tidying. Basically, low-effort stuff.
- Over the next couple of days, I consciously decided to pull back. Said no to a non-essential social thing. Slept in a bit on Saturday instead of jumping into chores.
It felt weird. Like I was being lazy or unproductive. That guilt thing is strong, right? But I kept thinking about that card, that image of necessary rest.
Did it Work?
Yeah, actually. Slowly, things started to feel a bit lighter. It wasn’t an overnight miracle. But taking that pressure off, allowing myself that temporary ‘spade nap’, let my brain untangle itself a bit. By the start of the next week, I felt more like myself. Still busy, but the engine wasn’t sputtering anymore.
Looking back, it wasn’t really about the card itself predicting anything. It was more like the concept the Four of Spades represents – the need for quiet, for recovery, for just being instead of constantly doing – was exactly what I needed to acknowledge. It acted like a permission slip from the universe, or at least from my own head, to take a necessary pause.
So, that was my little run-in with the Four of Spades energy. Just a reminder that sometimes the most productive thing you can do is step back and rest for a minute.
