The Pause That Spoke Louder Than Words


Not because I had nothing to do — far from it. Life’s to-do list keeps growing, opportunities keep knocking, and dreams don’t take breaks. But I needed one. I needed space to breathe, reflect, and just be… me. No expectations, no performances, no pressure.

I stepped back — not out of defeat, but out of wisdom. I knew that in order to keep pouring into everything and everyone else, I had to first refill myself. And let me tell you — in that stillness, I heard more than silence. I heard clarity. I heard old ideas reshaping into new ones. I heard my own voice — not the loud one that speaks to the world, but the quiet one that whispers truth to my soul.

But here’s the part that hit me hard: the phone calls.

Calls came in from people I didn’t even know were paying attention. Messages rolled in saying things like, “You can’t stop now,” “We need your voice,” or “You don’t know how much your journey means to others.”

And in those calls, I realized something: sometimes your pause becomes someone else's wake-up call. Sometimes your silence reminds others of your impact. And sometimes the very thing you take a break from is the thing you're called to keep doing.

This break wasn’t about quitting — it was about aligning. It wasn’t about hiding — it was about healing. And it wasn’t about stepping down — it was about stepping up with more intentionality, more power, and more purpose.

So yes, I took a moment for me. But I’m back now — sharper, clearer, and even more committed to walking in purpose, serving with passion, and creating space for others to grow also.

To everyone who reached out — thank you. Your words mattered. Your belief counted. And your encouragement reminded me why I started in the first place.

If you're reading this and you're tired, overwhelmed, or feeling unseen — take your pause. But don’t mistake it for weakness. Sometimes your next chapter begins with a deep breath.

Let’s keep going.

— Kerwin Boxill

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