It's Angel's Advocate Season

By Celeste Carbonell | September 10, 2026

I’ve been avoiding.

Tip toeing around creation.

Scrolling instead of meditation.

I haven’t given myself permission to get truly intimate with my creative expression.

I have ideas bubble up to the surface.

But how do I package them all?

I don’t want to be responsible for their downfall.

There’s always an excuse to make

to never take let them take full shape.

They get stuck in the pipe of perfectionism.

Then funnel down the drain of comparison.

Every other artist’s finished product is just a jab to my side.

A reminder of the gap, who I’ve yet to become, and all the strides.

A dark cloud of distraction hovers over.

But my creativity needs to be louder, stronger.

The rainbow is my vision.

I’ve dreamt it a thousand times.

A Capricorn sees it from miles before, third eye.

Maybe my gift is the voice that brings the vision to life.

Rain or shine.

The heart must be expressed.

Because Doubt is the devil that almost always wins.

But it’s angels advocate season.

This time I’m adjusting my sails to the winds.

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