Painting the World With Love

The love that is here for each and every one of us is more plentiful than oxygen. Each of us gets the full amount unless we have some kind of ego impairment which impedes us from receiving our full share. Imagine that the entire world is a blank canvas, upon which the Divine is attempting to paint pure love.  When we refuse to accept all the love intended for us, we leave our little spot on the canvas a glaring blank void.