Stick #10
AverageAsking about Wealth · one of the deck's middle grade signs
The short answer
This sign sits in the waiting room.
Reviewed 2026-06-08
Full readingStick No. 10
蘇秦不第
Asking about Wealth · one of the deck's middle grade signs
The short answer
This sign sits in the waiting room.
Reviewed 2026-06-08
Full readingAbove hangs the full moon, crystal as a mirror; Floating clouds like mountains conceal its glamour.
When shall thy light shine for me again?
Pray lend me a gust of roving wind?
Su Qin lived around 300 BC, during China's Warring States period — picture seven kingdoms locked in constant scheming, and ambitious young men traveling between courts trying to sell rulers on grand strategies. Su Qin was one of those men. He'd studied for years under a famous teacher, then set off to advise the King of Qin with a bold political plan.
The king turned him down. Su Qin came home broke, his clothes in tatters. His own family mocked him.
His wife wouldn't even look up from her loom. His sister-in-law refused to cook for him. He locked himself away and studied harder, reportedly stabbing his thigh with an awl to stay awake.
Years later, he emerged with a new strategy — uniting six kingdoms against Qin — and became chancellor of all six simultaneously, one of the most powerful men of his era. The sign captures that humiliating in-between moment: talent is real, the moon is full, but clouds cover it. The world simply isn't ready to see what you've built yet.
This sign sits in the waiting room. The moon is whole — your skills, your discipline, your earning potential are all intact — but something is sitting in front of it. Maybe it's market timing. Maybe it's a manager who hasn't noticed your work. Maybe it's your own quiet suspicion that you're not allowed to ask for more.
Money right now moves sideways. What comes in goes out. That's not a punishment. It's the texture of this season.
Here's where most people misread an Average sign on wealth: they assume sideways means safe. It doesn't. Sideways is where leaks hide. We've watched this play out with someone like Marcus, 34, a designer in Toronto who came to a reading last spring convinced his finances were fine because his salary covered his bills. When he actually mapped his spending, he found he was paying roughly the cost of a small vacation each month on convenience — food delivery, impulse subscriptions, small luxuries he used to soothe a job he'd outgrown. The income wasn't the problem. The relationship was.
That's the Su Qin lesson. He came home with empty pockets and the people around him treated him like the emptiness was who he was. He had to separate his worth from his current cash flow before he could go back out and earn properly.
For your steady income — the salary, the clients, the work you actually do — this sign says hold the line. Raises and recognition are delayed, not denied. The clouds will move. Probably not this quarter, but the moon hasn't gone anywhere.
For anything speculative, anything promising fast results through shortcuts or someone else's hot tip, this sign is a flat no. The poem literally asks for a wind to blow the clouds away. Translation: the reader is tempted to force timing that isn't theirs to force. Don't borrow that wind. It costs more than it clears.
The deeper question worth sitting with: are you spending to feel like the person you want to be, instead of building toward actually becoming them?
Spend one evening this month tracking every expense from the last 60 days into three buckets: needs, genuine joy, and self-soothing. The third bucket is where the leak lives. Don't cut it yet — just see it.
Before the autumn turns cold, have one honest conversation about your earning rate. With a manager, a client, a mentor. Not a demand. A calibration. You need to know where you actually stand.
Guard your core income like a treasury. No big moves, no career pivots, no lending money to friends with vague plans until after the next lunar new year. If an opportunity is real, it will still be real in spring. If it evaporates when you wait, it was the wind, not the moon.