For the last 2½ years, I’ve been walking through what astrologers call a Pluto transit — a slow-motion initiation into everything hidden, suppressed, and unintegrated within myself.
It’s been a deep dive into my own shadows. A dismantling. A remembering.
And as I begin to rise from that underworld… something wild and unexpected has returned: hunger.
Lately, I’ve been ravenous — eating 50% more than I could for years.
Maybe it’s my cycle.
Maybe my GLP-1 meds are shifting.
Maybe it is because I’ve been to the gym less.
Or maybe… parts of me that were dormant during that long descent are finally coming back online — and they’re starving to live again.
Instead of shaming it, I’m listening.
I’m noticing the softness in my body, the snugness in my clothes, the voice that whispers, “You should get it together again.”
And I’m choosing differently.
💗 I’m choosing gentleness.
💗 I’m choosing curiosity over control.
💗 I’m choosing to love myself in the hunger, not in spite of it.
Because shame is not the pathway.
Presence is.
When we meet our hunger — physical, emotional, spiritual — with compassion instead of judgment, we unlock the wisdom hidden beneath it.
The hunger itself becomes a guide, showing us what is ready to be fed, felt, and finally seen.
So this week, I’m feeding myself — food, rest, love, and truth.
And I’m inviting you to do the same.
If you’ve been hard on yourself for being “too much,” “not enough,” or simply “off track”… what if the part of you that feels out of control is actually the part of you waking back up?
Be gentle.
Be present.
Let the hunger teach you.
✨ With love,
Christal
💬 Reflection for You:
What part of you has been hungry lately — for attention, rest, pleasure, or expression — and how can you nourish her instead of silencing her? Tell us in the comments.