If embodied love is our natural state, then the real question becomes simple (and confronting) at the same time. What blocks it? What kinks the hose of this divine flow? Because Source love is not scarce. It is not earned. It is not something we summon or generate. It is already here, saturating the field, moving through everything. The illusion has never been that love is missing. The illusion is that we are separate from it. This is the game we are in. A game of remember