đď¸ Hidden, Not Forgotten
A Boss Up Reflection on Shelter Seasons, Sacred Silences, and Spiritual Strength
đ Some seasons feel like silence.
𧺠Like laundry rooms, bunk beds, and microwave meals.
đŻď¸ Like treading water while pretending to swim laps.
đ§ The Reflection
There was a season in my life when I was invisible.
Not in the dramatic, ânobody sees meâ way â this was deeper. Quieter.
I was in the shelter.
Physically. Emotionally. Spiritually.
Sharing space with strangers.
Brushing my teeth while whispering prayers not to lose my mind.
Tucking my purse under my pillow like a security blanket.
Thereâs a sound in the shelter⌠not quiet⌠just low.
A hum that lives between fear and faith.
Like the walls are holding in secrets.
But even then, I carried a vision too sacred to speak out loud.
That season broke something in me.
But it also built something stronger.
I wasnât being ignored.
I was being preserved.
I used to wonder:
Did I miss my moment?
Did God change His mind about me?
But what I didnât understand then...
Was that I wasnât being erased.
I was being set apart.
đ The Revelation
Nobody saw what God was doing in my cocoon â and honestly, that was the point.
Sometimes He pulls us off the main stage to deal with the root.
To strip away the applause, the performance, and the pressure.
To show us who we are when no oneâs clapping.
When I was in the shelter, I didnât just lose access to comfort.
I lost the noise.
The expectations.
The distractions.
The illusions.
And in that stillness, I heard Him clearly.
He wasnât disappointed in me.
He was drawing me closer.
There are truths I carry now that I couldnât have received with people still cheering for a version of me that was still bleeding.
đĄ What I Know Now
If youâre in your own shelter season â physically, emotionally, or spiritually â hear this:
1ď¸âŁ Youâre not being punished. Youâre being preserved.
You were too exposed. Too accessible to people who drained you instead of grew you.
This stillness is Heavenâs intervention.
2ď¸âŁ This pause is a setup.
Stillness doesnât mean stagnation.
The absence of motion isnât the absence of momentum.
Youâre not behind â youâre being realigned.
3ď¸âŁ Thereâs strategy in this silence.
In the quiet, youâre gaining spiritual intel for the next season.
What feels like loss is actually redirection.
What feels like lack is actually preparation.
They thought they buried me â but I was really being planted.
đ The Reframe
I thought I was being benched.
But I was being built.
I thought I was being silenced.
But I was being reset.
I thought I had fallen behind.
But I was being prepared to lead.
Now?
I donât panic when Iâm not seen.
I donât beg to be understood.
I donât rush out of quiet seasons anymore.
Because I know:
When nobody was watching, I was growing.
The shelter didnât shrink me â it cocooned me long enough for God to grow my wings.
⨠The Recognition
Sis, if youâre in that hidden place â this isnât punishment.
Itâs positioning.
That closed door might be protection.
That silence might be sacred.
That pause might be packed with purpose.
Heaven is not ignoring you.
Itâs insulating you.
God doesnât waste the shelter.
He doesnât waste the silence.
He doesnât waste your survival.
So stand up in it.
Breathe through it.
Let it change you.
Because eventually, you wonât just walk out of that season â
Youâll rise out of it.
And when you rise, theyâll wonder how something so radiant ever came from something so raw.
đ Details That Elevate
What if this shelter season isnât where your story ends... but where it truly begins?
What strength is being forged in your stillness?
What truth is God whispering when no one else can see inside your cocoon?
What transformation is happening now that your future self will thank you for?
What would shift if you truly believed this pause is divine preparation, not delay?
With sacred survival, strategy, and softness,
Tavon J.
Faith-Led Life Coach & Boss Up Strategist
đ Covered by grace. Fueled by grit.
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