My Run-in with the Four of Coins
Okay, let me tell you about this one time with the Four of Coins card. I wasn’t doing a big fancy spread or anything. I was just feeling… stuck. Like really stuck. It was about a project I was working on, something I’d poured a lot of myself into, maybe too much.
I kept tweaking it, holding onto it, not wanting to share it or even call it ‘done’. Felt like if I let it go, I’d lose something, you know? So, things were just dragging on. I decided, alright, let’s just pull one card. See what the universe throws back at me. Grabbed my trusty old deck, shuffled while thinking about this whole mess.
Pulled the card. Bam. Four of Coins. You know the one – dude sitting there, holding onto his coins for dear life. One on his head, one under each foot, hugging the last one. My first gut reaction? A bit of an eye-roll. Felt kinda called out, honestly.
Seeing Myself in the Card
I looked at that guy on the card. He wasn’t enjoying his coins. He was just… holding them. Couldn’t move, couldn’t do anything else. He was secure, yeah, but totally rigid. And it hit me – that was me with my project. I was holding onto it so tight, so afraid of messing it up or losing control, that I couldn’t move forward. I wasn’t protecting it; I was suffocating it. And myself, too.
- Holding onto perfectionism.
- Scared of criticism if I released it.
- Just plain stuck in place, like the guy on the card.
It wasn’t really about money for me then, like the card often means. It was about control. Fear of letting go. Fear of what happens next.
What I Did About It
So, seeing that card wasn’t some magic fix. But it was a real kick in the pants. I sat there for a bit, just looking at it. Realized I had two choices: keep sitting there like the coin guy, safe but stuck, or loosen my grip a bit.
I decided, okay, enough’s enough. The next day, I forced myself to take one concrete step. I packaged up a small part of the project, something I felt was ‘good enough’, and sent it off for feedback. Just ripped the band-aid off. It wasn’t easy. Felt super vulnerable.
Guess what? The world didn’t end. The feedback I got was actually useful. It wasn’t perfect, nobody expected it to be. But it moved things forward. Letting go of that tight grip, even just a little, broke the logjam.
So yeah, the Four of Coins for me that time was a clear message: stop hoarding, stop controlling so damn hard. Sometimes stability is good, but sometimes it just means you’re stuck in concrete. You gotta let things flow a little, even if it’s scary. That was my practical takeaway from that pull.
