The Creator sends out little tiny streams of compassionate knowledge in many little slips through the slits in tiny moments. You have to patiently gather them all up so that you know how much you have.
The point is, it’s kind of like a great whale and plankton. The joy is not going to pour in like its stolen from someone who earned. It’s going to slowly accumulate as long as you become the vessel capable of holding that, more and more. And once it’s there, it’s there.