Perspective

By BoJenn

It’s funny how two people can stand in the same moment, witness the same thing, and still walk away with completely different understandings of what just happened.

I’ve said before, “In the afterlife, we experience our own perspectives,” and people tend to look at me like I’ve just said something unsettling or hard to accept.

But think about it.

Even here, in everyday life, we don’t experience reality the same way. So why would that suddenly change somewhere beyond it?

What I’ve always found interesting—maybe even a little troubling—is how quick people are to judge someone else’s experience. Especially when it doesn’t match their own. Someone says, “I didn’t see angels or tunnels or God or Jesus during my near-death experience—I saw ETs,” and suddenly that experience gets dismissed… or worse, condemned.

As if truth has only one acceptable form.

I’ll be honest—I used to be one of those people.

I heard those accounts and quietly labeled them as stories. Not real. Not possible. Just something the mind created. That was my perspective, and at the time, it felt like certainty.

But time has a way of softening certainty.

Years passed, and something shifted in me. Not all at once, but gradually. I started to realize that those people weren’t making anything up. Not any more than I was. They were describing what they experienced—through their lens, just like I was doing through mine.

And that’s when it clicked.

Maybe the difference isn’t in the experience itself… but in how it’s perceived.

We’re all filtering reality through layers—beliefs, expectations, fears, culture, imagination, memory. It shapes everything. What we see. What we feel. What we think it means.

So when two people describe completely different experiences of what might be the same event, it doesn’t necessarily mean one is right and the other is wrong.

It might just mean… they’re seeing from different perspectives.

And maybe that’s not something to argue about.

Maybe it’s something to understand.