The Tenth Voice

The Tenth Voice

Ila stepped into the meditation hall on the fifth day of her seven-day retreat, her heart lighter than it had been in months. The serene mountains around the retreat center seemed to mirror the quiet peace she was beginning to find within.

Every morning, the group gathered in a circle, guided by Rohan, the retreat leader, whose calm presence and thoughtful insights had already made a deep impression on most participants.

But not everyone was as captivated by Rohan’s approach.

Every session, there was Ajay—a participant whose dissatisfaction seemed to hang in the air like a shadow. Whether it was nitpicking the meditation technique, questioning the day’s reflections, or pointing out issues with the logistics of the retreat, Ajay often voiced his concerns

His tone wasn’t cruel, but his words often carried a sharp edge that Ila found unsettling. Despite this, Rohan continued to lead each session with the same thoughtful energy, never looking flustered or affected.

On the sixth day, Ila sat beside Rohan during a break. Gathering her courage, she voiced the question that had been bothering her for days.

“Rohan,” she began hesitantly, “I’ve noticed how Ajay challenges you in almost every session. How do you stay so calm and engaged? I mean, I would’ve snapped by now.”

Rohan smiled, his eyes softening. “You know, Ila,” he said, “it’s not that I don’t notice Ajay’s criticism or that it doesn’t affect me at all. But I’ve learned to approach these moments the way a river flows around stones.”?

Ila tilted her head, intrigued. “What do you mean?”

Rohan leaned back, his gaze moving toward the mountain stream visible through the window. “Every river encounters stones on its path—some small, some large. The stones create ripples, sometimes even turbulence. But the river doesn’t stop flowing. It adjusts, finds its way around the obstacles, and keeps moving toward its destination. Over time, the stones become part of the riverbed, shaping its journey but never defining it.”

He paused, then continued. “When Ajay shares his criticism, I take a moment to assess: Is there something valuable here? Something I can learn or adapt? If yes, I incorporate it, like the river reshaping its course to flow more smoothly. If not, I let it settle naturally—just like a stone in the river—and I flow past it, directing my focus to the nine others in the circle who are resonating with the experience. My role is to show up fully for them.”

Ila nodded slowly, absorbing his words. “But doesn’t it feel unfair sometimes, to face that kind of negativity when you’re putting so much thought and effort into this?”

Rohan paused for a moment. “It does, occasionally. But here’s the thing: If I let that one voice overshadow the others, I would lose sight of why I’m here. And the truth is, even Ajay’s critiques have taught me something—they remind me that I can take ownership of the intent of my message, I can also take ownership of delivering it in a way that it lands well, yet I don’t fully control how it is received. My job is to flow with purpose, not to carry the weight of every stone.”

?The next morning, Ila sat in the circle with a new sense of clarity. As Ajay voiced another pointed critique, she noticed something she hadn’t before—a subtle shift in her perspective. Ajay no longer felt like an obstruction. Instead, Ila saw him as part of the larger journey, like a stone shaping the riverbed. She realised that even his presence contributed something, however indirectly, to the experience.

Criticism isn’t an easy pill to swallow. Over the years, I’ve been asking myself about how to engage with criticism constructively. What has worked for me is to remember my purpose—my overall purpose of doing the work I do, the purpose of a particular session or an interaction. Rohan’s approach—a balance of self-reflection and detachment—offers a powerful framework for not taking things personally.

The metaphor of the river reframes criticism as part of the journey rather than an obstacle. We can choose where to direct our energy and focus, letting go of what doesn’t serve us while staying open to growth.

In my own journey, there have been moments when I let a single voice overshadow the larger purpose. But when I remind myself of my ‘why,’ it becomes easier to let go of what doesn’t serve me.

Have you ever struggled with staying grounded in the face of criticism?

How did you navigate it?

Kaushi Biddappa ??

Here to help you 'SHOW UP' with Intentionality and Confidence, as your Personal Brand Coach

4 个月

Something that has helped me realign my energies is to understand, you can never decipher what is going on in the other person's head, but you can focus on your approach. A note that I found meaningful that serves as reminder to realign 'Our egos love encouraging us to feel offended. Maybe it makes us feel important. Don't let your ego look for reasons to feel offended', has helped me anchor in my centre. Plant both your feet on the ground, so you feel supported by Mother Earth is my jam Manisha Singh That said I also limit my engagement with people, I don't have to put myself through chronic stress.

Pankaj Rai (He/Him/His)

Group Chief Data and Analytics Officer @ Aditya Birla Group

4 个月

Very relatable!

Manoj Kamath, CSM, PhD

Data Scientist, Projects Manager, Scrum Master, Prompt Engineer, GenAI & Machine Learning Programmer

4 个月

Great advice - PM’ing for more insight I might have missed

Merril Diniz

Ghostwriter for Businesses | Blogger + Digital Interview Host (Women & Money)

4 个月

I think I find it harder to criticism that is conveyed in an unmindful tone. It's not so much the criticism but the tone. Having said that finding our own ways to respond in a better way is necessary. I do get triggered some time, but not as much as before.

Aarti Kelshikar

Coaching professionals across cultures | Founder 3A Consulting | Author ‘How Women Work: Fitting In and Standing Out in Asia’ and ‘How India Works: Making Sense of a complex Corporate Culture’

4 个月

Manisha Singh I love the analogy of the river’s journey as it reframes how we look at criticism in the bigger picture of the ‘what’ and ‘why’ of our actions. A lovely way to remind us as the week begins to flow ??

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