What if you really believed that everything you need is already within you?

What if that thing you're longing to bring into this world - maybe it's your book, your photo collection, your art, your story, or your business - exists already, within your divine self's knowing? And what if your one job is to remain open enough for that very thing to blossom into being, brilliant and singular, from your soul?

I wonder what your life would feel like then?