Man, did I used to be stuck. I mean, seriously, stuck. My head was bursting with ideas, right? Like, “Oh, I should totally build that thing,” or “This report needs to be amazing,” or “I gotta learn this new skill.” And the passion? Yeah, it was there. I’d get all fired up, picturing the finished product, imagining how cool it would be. But then… nothing. Or maybe a tiny start, just to fizzle out into a cloud of “I’ll get to it later.” My desk was a graveyard of half-baked plans, my calendar a list of things that never quite happened.
It was driving me nuts. I felt like I was constantly running in place. I’d see other folks just doing stuff, churning out projects, finishing tasks, and I’d wonder what magic potion they were drinking. I had all the ambition in the world, but it was like a car with a full tank of gas but no engine. Just sitting there, shiny and full of potential, but going nowhere.
Then, one day, I was just rifling through some old spiritual books, you know, just looking for something, anything to spark a change. And this phrase just jumped out at me: “King of Wands energy.” I remembered reading about it, this whole vibe of active leadership, passion, vision, and most importantly, action. Not just thinking about it, but actually doing it. Bringing ideas to life, setting things in motion. It just clicked, like a lightbulb finally flickered on in my messy brain. This was what I was missing. All my passion was just sitting there, inert. I needed to become my own King of Wands.
I thought, “Okay, if I’m going to channel this King of Wands stuff, what does that even mean for a slob like me?” I decided it meant I needed to stop over-analyzing every single step and just… start moving. I picked a really small, annoying task that had been bugging me for ages: sorting out a drawer in my kitchen that was a jumbled mess of takeout menus, forgotten batteries, and twist ties. Usually, I’d plan it, buy organizers, watch YouTube videos. This time, I literally just pulled the drawer open and started grabbing stuff. It wasn’t pretty. I pulled out junk, wiped it down, threw away what I didn’t need. My brain screamed, “This isn’t organized enough!” but I just ignored it. I kept pulling, kept tossing. Within 20 minutes, it was done. Not perfect, but done.
That felt surprisingly good. Like, a real, tangible sense of accomplishment, even if it was just a junk drawer. So, I tried it again. I had this article I needed to write. I always put off opening the document. So, I just opened it. No pressure to write anything good, just open. Then I told myself, “Okay, now just type one sentence.” It was a terrible sentence. But it was there. Then another. And another. I wasn’t aiming for Nobel Prize-winning prose, I was aiming for forward motion. And that’s what started to happen. That feeling of a spark, a fire in my belly, that’s what I started recognizing as that King of Wands energy. It wasn’t about waiting for inspiration, it was about creating the momentum myself.
Embracing the Push
- I started applying this “just do it” mindset to my work projects. Instead of dreading a big presentation, I’d just open the software and drop in a photo. Then I’d write a bullet point. It snowballed from there.
- My personal life got a kick in the pants too. The mountain of laundry? I stopped thinking about it and just grabbed a basket and started folding. Even if I only did one load, it was progress.
- I learned to break things down. A massive project isn’t massive if you just focus on the absolute next, tiniest step. And then you do that step with all your focus, like a general leading a small charge.
- I began to trust my intuition more. Instead of agonizing over decisions, I started to just pick a path and commit to it. If it was the wrong path, I’d adjust, but at least I was moving.
The whole game changed. My desk, slowly but surely, started to clear up. Not because I had a sudden surge of organizational genius, but because I stopped planning to organize and started doing it in small bursts. My projects at work weren’t these looming, impossible tasks anymore; they were just a series of “next steps” that I actively pursued. I wasn’t just thinking about going for a walk, I was putting on my shoes and stepping out the door.
It wasn’t magic, it was just consistent, determined action. That King of Wands energy, for me, became less about grand, flashy gestures and more about the relentless, passionate pursuit of completion, one small victory at a time. It’s about not just having the vision, but having the fire to make it real. And now, if I feel myself slipping back into that old pattern of overthinking and under-doing, I literally tell myself, “Alright, King of Wands, let’s go.” It’s a reminder to stop planning the perfect attack and just launch that first small step with enthusiasm. Because trust me, once you start moving, things just get done.
