Alright, let me walk you through a time the King of Clubs really hit home for me. Wasn’t just flipping through a book, this was boots on the ground stuff.
I was messing around with my deck one evening, feeling pretty lost about this side project I had going. It was something I was passionate about, building these little custom shelves, but I couldn’t seem to get organized. Ideas flying everywhere, wood piling up, but nothing actually finished. Felt like I was drowning in sawdust and ‘maybe laters’.
So, I sat down, shuffled the cards, just asking for a bit of direction, you know? Like, ‘What the heck do I need to focus on?’ Pulled a single card. And there he was: King of Clubs.
Honestly? My first reaction was a bit like, ‘Okay, so? What’s this guy got to do with my messy workshop?’ He looked all stern and official. But I kept looking at the card. He wasn’t just sitting there looking important; he looked like he knew what he was doing, like he had a plan and wasn’t afraid to get his hands dirty making it happen. Creative energy, but controlled. Focused.
Figuring It Out
It sort of clicked then. This wasn’t about some boss or external authority. It was about the energy I needed to bring. The card was basically yelling at me, ‘Stop dreaming, start building! Be the leader of your own project!’ It meant taking charge, having a vision, and actually following through with action.
So, I took that seriously. The very next morning, instead of just staring at the mess, I grabbed a notepad.
- I sketched out a simple design I could actually finish.
- Made a list of the exact steps needed.
- Cleaned up one specific corner of the workshop, just enough to work.
No more overthinking. Just doing the next logical thing. It felt different. Less chaotic.
I put on some music and just started cutting the wood according to the plan. Didn’t worry about the ten other ideas I had. Just focused on that one shelf, step by step. Like the King on the card, I tried to be decisive, make a choice and stick to it for that task.
Took me the whole weekend, but I finished that shelf. Wasn’t perfect, but it was done. Holding it, seeing it complete… that felt way better than a hundred half-baked ideas.
Since that experience, the King of Clubs feels less like just a symbol and more like a reminder. It’s about that spark, yeah, but also the discipline to channel it. Having the vision is one thing, but being the person who takes command, organizes the chaos, and actually builds the thing? That’s the real deal. It taught me that sometimes, you gotta stop waiting for inspiration or permission and just be the King of your own damn club.
