Alright, so we’re talking about the Seven of Swords and trying to figure out your daily vibe with it, right? Man, I gotta tell you, my journey with these cards, especially that particular one, has been a real trip. It wasn’t some sudden enlightenment, more like a slow burn, full of head-scratching moments and then, boom, things just clicked.
I remember first even getting into this whole tarot thing. It wasn’t because I was looking for some deep spiritual guidance or anything fancy like that. Nah, it was more like I was just feeling kinda lost, bouncing off the walls after a pretty rough patch at work. Had this project, see, that just went south fast, and I felt like I’d been, well, let’s just say, dealt a hand that wasn’t quite what I signed up for. Like someone had swapped out a few cards on me when I wasn’t looking. So, I saw this deck online, looked kinda cool, and figured, why not? Maybe it would just give me something else to chew on besides rehashing that work mess in my head all day.
I got the deck, shuffled ’em around, felt kinda clunky at first. I started just pulling one card every morning, just to see what popped up. Didn’t even bother with spreads or anything complicated. Just one card, trying to connect it to whatever was buzzing in my head for the day. Most days, it felt like throwing darts in the dark. Like, ‘Okay, this is the Queen of Wands. What now? Am I supposed to be bossy today? Get fired up?’ It was all a bit much, honestly. I’d read the little book, nod my head, and then usually forget all about it by lunchtime. It wasn’t really doing anything for me, you know? Just another thing I was dabbling in.
Then came the Seven of Swords. Oh boy, that card. It kept popping up. Not every day, but often enough that it started to feel like it was stalking me. Every time it showed up, my gut feeling was just… uneasy. Like a weird itch I couldn’t scratch. The pictures, you know, the guy kinda sneaking away with swords, leaving a couple behind. The book would say stuff about trickery, deception, cunning, walking away from conflict. My first thought was always, ‘Who’s trying to pull a fast one on me today?’ Or ‘Should I be looking over my shoulder?’ It made me paranoid, honestly. I’d go into meetings thinking everyone was out to get me, or I’d check my emails three times over for hidden agendas. It was exhausting.
I remember this one time, it was a Monday, and guess what? Seven of Swords staring me in the face again. I sighed, rolled my eyes. ‘Great,’ I thought, ‘another day of suspicious glances.’ That day, my boss asked me to “help out” a colleague with a “small task.” Sounded innocent enough, right? But the hairs on the back of my neck stood up. That damn card was still in my head. I went over to this colleague, and he was working on my old project, the one that had gone belly-up and left me feeling like I got stitched up. He was all smiles, super friendly, but kept asking me really specific questions about my previous steps, like he was trying to pick apart exactly where I went wrong. And the “small task”? It involved me handing over all my detailed notes and internal communications from that project. He said it was for “archiving.”
Suddenly, it wasn’t about someone else trying to deceive me. It hit me like a ton of bricks. It was about my understanding of the situation. The Seven of Swords wasn’t always about outright lies from others. Sometimes, it was about someone trying to quietly capitalize on your past efforts, or even your mistakes, to make themselves look good. It was about being smart enough to see the subtle moves, the unspoken agendas. This guy wasn’t shouting ‘I’m stealing your work!’ but he was definitely trying to get my intel without me realizing he was basically building his next big win on my past failure. He wasn’t exactly lying, but he sure as hell wasn’t being upfront about his real intentions either. He was trying to take what he needed, quietly, without a fuss, leaving me with the leftovers.
That day, instead of just handing over everything, I started asking a ton of questions back. ‘What exactly do you need these for? What’s the scope of your part of this? Is this related to the presentation next week?’ I pushed back, gently but firmly. I didn’t get all dramatic. I just made it clear I wasn’t going to let him just walk off with my stuff without me knowing what was up. And you know what? He got a little flustered, started being less insistent. I gave him some of the less critical stuff, the public reports, but kept my really detailed, sensitive notes locked down. I even made sure to send an email to my boss, outlining what I had provided for “archiving purposes,” just for the record.
That’s when it all kinda clicked for me with the Seven of Swords and these daily readings. It wasn’t about predicting some big bad event. It was about sharpening my awareness for the day. It taught me to look beyond the surface, to trust that little voice in my head that says, ‘Hey, something’s a bit off here.’ It wasn’t making me suspicious of everyone, but it was making me smarter. It was telling me to be strategic, to protect my energy, my ideas, my boundaries. To understand when someone might be trying to gain an advantage, or when I needed to be a bit clever to navigate a tricky spot without making a huge scene. It taught me that ‘mastering’ the daily reading wasn’t about becoming a psychic, but about getting really good at tuning into the subtle currents of human interaction and my own gut feelings. It helped me feel more in control, not because I could see the future, but because I was better at reading the present, and responding accordingly.
