“She’ll never admit she’s wrong. I wonder if it’s an ego problem or a genetic one….”
The sounds pass through her ears, but do not pierce consciousness. The judges and the judged are both in their mind. She is unaffected by opinions.
She is not exactly floating in air, but feels light.
The moment of acceptance that they’ll never have a good opinion about her, sets her free. She’ll not try to impress.
Freedom is knowing that each person is at a different stage of evolution, and it’s not her job to pull them up or push them down.