In that moment, I was able to clearly see a rush of compassion for myself. I saw a younger version of me, frozen in time, clinging to this belief, using it as a lens through which I had viewed my life. This part of me was unknowingly stuck, seeing the world through a filter that had become a constant companion.

Have you ever come across a famous picture that has two people arguing about the number in between them? One argued six, the other argued nine. As we are looking at the picture itself, in that instant, we have come to the middle ground as an observer. It dawned upon us that it is all about perspectives. Therefore, both will conclude they are right because that is what they see and experience.