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

I recorded a new message while skiing for the first time this winter in Colorado, finally surrounded by fresh snow again. With Sun Mountain (Pikes Peak) rising quietly behind me, I was reminded of something that continues to return in my work, in my body, and in lived experience: harmony is not optional. When systems fall out of balance, they stop thriving. Eventually, they stop working altogether. This was true when I began my career in environmental restoration, long bef