I think of the Eight of Wands as representing something already on the way. The Wands are flying to their target, and out of our hands.
This card sometimes appears when things seem “up in the air.”
Today when the card turned up, the motion implied in Pixie’s drawing was missing for me. The Wands seemed frozen, or stuck in the air. I thought about climbing Jacob’s ladder.
When I meditate, this is what happens to the material world. I am free, and still, and everything else is still too. And perhaps that truly is when I am climbing the ladder to God.