The Tower came up for me last summer when things were already rough. I’d just started anxiety meds that were making me feel worse, and I had plans with someone I’d been falling for. My morning spread was Star, Tower, Moon, seeing that Tower in the middle made my stomach drop.
I spent the whole day waiting for something bad to happen. Kept thinking my crush would reject me (should have used a spread like this), or something would go wrong.
But nothing happened. Well, nothing external anyway.
What actually fell apart was all the anxiety I’d been carrying around. The Moon in my spread was probably pointing to how much of my fear was just in my head, and the Star was there too, which felt meaningful somehow. The day itself was fine. But inside my head, everything was falling apart, all those walls I’d built up around my anxiety just crumbled. The Tower was basically showing me what was already happening internally.
Sometimes these moments are just quiet and internal, not the big dramatic events we expect.