MIDWEEK MIRROR #4 - Can I let your truth breathe beside mine?
When Two Truths Share the Same Light
Last Sunday, we shared a beautiful poem by writer AsukaHotaru — a quiet reflection on perspective, tenderness, and the gentle bridges formed when two hearts stand together without needing to match.
This week, here’s your reminder inspired by her words:
Two people can stand beneath the same light
and see different colors —
and this difference can be a form of closeness, not distance.
We often feel the need to align perfectly with others:
to think the same,
to feel the same,
to see the same sky in the same shade.
But maybe harmony isn’t sameness.
Maybe connection is the freedom to see the world as you do
while allowing someone else to see it their way —
without correction, without defense, without fear.
Sometimes the softest thing we can offer is simple attention.
Not agreement.
Not solutions.
Just presence.
To say silently:
“I honor your vision, even if it isn’t mine.”
There is a quiet magic in that.
A bridge made not of answers, but of awareness.
🌿 Gentle Practice for the Week
Think of a moment — recent or distant —
when you and another person saw something differently.
Ask yourself:
Can I let their truth breathe beside mine?
What color did they notice that I missed?
Can I stay present without needing to change their view—or mine?
Then, offer yourself (or them) one moment of quiet attention.
This is how understanding grows — softly, like morning light.
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Until Sunday, take care.
Warmly,
Odel A.


Thanks so much for this wonderful perspective. I think the ability to hold your own truth without someone else needing to hold it with you is a fundamental skill in consciousness evolution. Until humanity is willing to honor the truths of multiple individuals that may not reinforce their own truth we will not progress as a species. I think this is one of the most fundamental needs for humanity is to honor different perspectives. Thanks for saying it's so beautifully.
Odel… you really woke up and said,
“what if I just drop a whole serenity spell in everyone’s lap today?”
This whole thing reads like you’re letting two truths sit on a park bench together, legs not even touching, just vibing under the same sun.
And honestly? Iconic.
The bit about harmony not being sameness?
Yeah. That one tugged my sleeve like,
“hey… look alive… he’s talking about you.”
And your gentle practice?
It’s giving:
“hold your truth, hold theirs, don’t mash them together like wet clay, babe.”
Soft chaos. Mutual oxygen.
I adore it.