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Five years ago, I stopped eating my friends.

Today is monumental for me, as today is my five year vegan anniversary! Of all of the things I have done in my life…being vegan has definitely gifted me ten-fold and changed me forever. Being vegan is one thing that I do that I know makes a difference and I am so thankful. Today and every day, I am so, so thankful to be vegan!

My name is Coral and I am the Co-Founder of Santuario de Karuna, a vegan farm animal sanctuary in Tijeras, New Mexico. For the last five years, my life has been dedicated to the animals we hold dominion over, on this beautiful land. My life…my purpose…my loyalty…all right here, in this place that I call home. Santuario de Karuna has 44 residents, including Tamara and Myself and countless residents without official living quarters here. Our home is their home and we love and live and heal here in harmony and in Sanctuary. My life’s work combined and scattered as it has been, has led me here…to my home on the mountain. Tamara and I are sober, vegan women who have a dream. Every day, without fail, we get up and live the dream. All days are not easy. Every single day is worth it though! Tamara and I realize that each of our roommates have dreams too. Our beautiful chickens dream of lying in the sun and catching an egg that a raven drops in flight. Hondo dreams of the day that the gate will open and he can free-range upon his mountain yard once again. Sidney dreams of food. Jenny Sue dreams of Brixen. Every single one of us here is living the dream!

Having spent over forty years not being vegan, I will suffice to say that I have learned a lot. I could not live long enough to make amends to the animals that I have disregarded in my life. I could not eat enough tofu in my lifetime to be sorry enough for all of the carcasses I have feasted upon. I humble myself before these amazing beings every day and learn more about how naive and ignorant I was.

Being vegan has softened my heart a great deal. I am a work in progress for sure. I am on the same journey as you are…every day striving to be better than I was yesterday. I fuck up…every day. I learn…every day. Being vegan gives me one thing to know that my heart has allowed me to do right, without any exceptions or excuses. Not being vegan is no longer a choice for me.

For 1825 days, animals have not been on my plate. That may not seem substantial to some people. To me though…to them though…every single time you choose compassion, it is substantial. Every time you make a compassionate choice about what you put in your mouth, to feed your appetite, you make a substantial choice. Did it ever occur to you, as you are driving alone in your car, past pasture after pasture, after pasture, that these beings live and shit and eat and hurt bleed and cry and breathe, just like you and I do? Do you know that their lives do matter? Like I said, I’m learning a lot. At first, being vegan was very overwhelming to me. It really was. I was pretty fucking sure that I would “do it wrong”. Hell, I still do it wrong sometimes. I can’t see a damn thing without my readers on and I bring home something every now and again without seeing all of the ingredients. Fuck, an egg here…milk there…for no reason at all, and we don’t eat it. I just feel a little sad that I wasn’t more careful. I just contributed to their suffering by buying my dead friends. I say a prayer and promise to be more mindful. I am so sorry when I mess up and don’t slow down and honk of them more than I think of me when I shop.

I won’t lie, I wasn’t vegan before I was vegan because I encountered some pretty intolerant and exclusive vegans. They were twats actually. Pretentious and snarky and “better than”….and I ate meat to spite them, if nothing else. Fuck them and their pretentious bullshit! I will just eat another dead carcass and fuck them! Ya, I was pretty un-evolved. I was fucking asleep and full of blame. I will tell you that there’s not a pretentious, snarky, holier than thou, twat in this world that could keep me from being vegan now. My blame about not being vegan sooner is simply because I was not ready. That’s it. Plain and simple. I had not arrived at a point yet where I understood and empathized with the suffering of the sentient beings in my cart and in my living room. I still know some of those vegans. I’m sure you know them too. And we can suffice to say, just “wow”, can’t we? I mean, their circus, their clowns, right? Who gives a fuck what the clowns in someone else’s circus have to say about you my friend? Fuck those clowns man! This is your circus and you are the clown in charge! Own your circus man! Own your circus and set everyone else’s circus down! I am learning this and it helps, and so I pass it on to you.

Being vegan is my choice. Only mine. Nothing you do or say or don’t do or don’t say, changes that. Truly. I’ve not judgement of your journey. You do you and I’ll do me. My journey though…I share it to give you an opportunity to learn what it took me so long to come to know. They are not ours. I will leave you with that. They are not ours.

Have a beautiful day and if you have any questions about what it is to be vegan, please hit me up! I didn’t know until I knew and I was so blessed to have Tamara to ask all of my questions to. There are no stupid questions, only the ones you do or ask. Live compassionately my friends. And remember, if you are the dad, the mom, the breadwinner, the cook, the one paying the bills and buying groceries, you do make the decisions as to what is consumed in your household. Don’t tell me that your kids don’t want to be vegan. Don’t tell me that your husband won’t eat tofu. Don’t tell me that you can’t quit cheese. Bullshit. All of it. It’s bullshit and you know it. “But Coral…I grew up on a ranch.” Okay…you grew up on a ranch, and? You cannot be vegan because you grew up slaughtering animals? And I cannot, not, be a sexual predator then? Right? I mean, if you can’t be vegan because of how you grew up then I am so super fucked, aren’t I? Nope, I’m not fucked because that is a bullshit excuse, just like the rest of them. “My husband won’t eat tofu Coral.” Do you expect me to believe, for one single solitary second, that your husband tells you what to do about anything? Ever? “My wife has to have her iron Coral.” Well, then you better start seeing what is high in iron that doesn’t shit and have a fucking face my friend. “My kids would never be vegan Coral.” May I ask you who is running your household? You or your kids? I do not recall ever, telling my mother what I would and would not eat. Handle your business sweetie. Handle your business. And for those of you who have doctors who have told you to eat eggs and cheese and whatever other bodily secretions and puss and infection and ovulation, For whatever ails you…I will just ask you this…where in the fuck is your second opinion? Truly, don’t act like you aren’t smart enough to question bullshit like that. Don’t make excuses to not be compassionate…Rather, return to the place in yourself that knows right from wrong and step back into alignment with yourself. And my favorite…”Coral, being vegan costs too much.” Being vegan costs too much for whom? For you? Oh…I’m sorry, when you spoke of costs, I assumed you were talking about the 40 pounds of chicken in your shopping cart. I thought you had a bout of consciousness about what your appetite costed them. “Being vegan costs more” is bullshit. Being compassionate will never cost anyone more than living half asleep and unconscious costs us all.

So, to those of you who cannot bake without eggs, don’t think you’ll get enough protein…need cheese…can’t sway your family…I am going to ask you an honest question. What is this really about? For you, what are all of these excuses not to be compassionate really about? If we each start here, we can begin to make conscious choices for ourselves, our families and the people we love the most, the animals, the planet and for our children. Going vegan five years ago is the single most important thing I have ever done to soften my heart. Being vegan is my biggest contribution to the planet I live on. Being vegan changed me for the better and I am so thankful. Today, for five years of compassionate living, with all of my heart, I say thank you. Thank you. Thank you.

Thank you for your service Little Red! I love you!

Good morning everyone! I am happy to announce that we sold Little Red on Sunday! It was bittersweet driving her to her new home in Santa Fe. Every other trip to Santa Fe, Little Red has accompanied me home. For many years Little Red has been my brave companion of the road! We traveled many miles together and took many trips together. If loving Little Red is wrong, I don’t want to be right! I am so grateful for the gift my little Brother gave me all of those years ago, when I lost everything I had except for my house. Shawn signed her title over to me and made her mine. Sunday I signed her title over and made her new owner very happy, when I made Little Red hers. New to me vehicles are the best…all nicely broken in and personalized…and all yours to discover! Enjoy getting to know Little Red and thank you for loving the animals so, so much! It may sound ridiculous, and so I’ll say it loudly and with all of my heart, I’m really glad that Little Red got a good home! I want Little Red to have the best rest of her life too! Thank you for your service Little Red! I love you my dear old friend!

I am making a personal donation to the fundraiser that Chris set up for a new Sanctuary truck for the animals here at Santuario de Karuna. Little Red sold for $3000 and I am donating $3010.00. I am doing this for a very specific and simple reason, and it is this; All gave some and some gave all. Little Red was all I own outright in this world, and I struggled to let her go. I need to pay off FJ (that’s her new name by the way…FJ), and so I listed Little Red on Craigslist for half of what I owe on FJ. I sold her for $3000 and held her for three weeks for the guy who wanted her so much. I got a call the night before I was to sell her and he could no longer buy her. At first, my heart sank. I am pretty attached to FJ you see, and I’m letting go of Little Red too. I was in the midst of losing any security I felt that I had. I really wanted to use that money towards getting the title to FJ. As often happens to me, my best laid plans are derailed. I was driving home and as clearly as anything ever, I knew that Little Red did not belong to me. Little Red was gifted to me and many people helped me to care for and maintain her while I had her. To Shawn and everyone when helped me to maintain her, thank you so much! My Mom and Dad put a lot into her too and so letting her go feels like letting go of a piece of both of them, which is probably the true reason I had such a hard time letting her go. Having lost them, letting her go felt like losing them all over again, in a way. Thank you Mom and Dad and Shawn and countless others who journeyed with Little Red and I. Truly, I needed you and you came through. Thank you. I have been so blessed…so, so blessed. To whom much is given, much is expected, as Tamara always reminds me. So it is with great pleasure and with all of my heart that I donate all of the proceeds from Little Red and one of the last dollars in my bank account, to get a new truck for the Sanctuary. My first ever large donation of $3010.00 to Santuario de Karuna, to go toward the purchase of a new truck for my very dearest friends here at the Sanctuary! I even had to call my bank and have a supervisor override my spending limits! Who knew?!

On behalf of my little Brother Shawn and myself, we donate the proceeds from the truck that became not only my transportation, but also the Sanctuary truck for as long as she could keep up. When I had no way to get to and from work, Shawn gave his truck to me…free and clear and without strings. I pay it forward now for the beautiful beings that I share my beautiful life with, here at Santuario de Karuna. Thank you Shawn and Little Red for bringing color and beauty to my world. Thank you for teaching me what it means to be gifted, and for allowing me the feeling of gifting her forward.

To everyone who has donated so far, thank you, from the bottom of our hearts! We love you! Please keep sharing and donating to help us to reach our goal. It would mean the world to me if you could help us to get the animals their truck! Thank you! I love you! Have a beautiful day!

Check us out on Facebook at Santuario de Karuna and donate there! You are welcome to come out and meet the animals, schedule a tour, become a monthly donor, become a volunteer. We would love to have you be a part of our compassionate community!

Each of us has a choice every day. Moments present themselves and we are called to act. I was gifted an opportunity to see firsthand that from whom much is given, much is expected. Tamara has said this to me many times and I get it now. Thank you baby. So, so many lessons and so, so many blessings for my girl and I lately.

Godspeed Little Red! Thank you for the hundreds of thousands of miles that you traveled with me! Thank you for getting me to and fro and for keeping me safe and warm for all of these years! Thank you to a very generous and beautiful friend of the Sanctuary, who purchased Little Red, to help the animals of Santuario de Karuna!

Have a beautiful day everyone! Be the change you wish to see in the world! I dare you!

It would mean the world to me if you would participate and give this all you’ve got! Thank you!

The link does not want to load, so here is a screenshot of where we are at and where we need to be. Please give it all you’ve got for the animals! Thank you and I love you!

A Sherry lesson on “Some gave all” this morning.

Happy Sunday everyone! This morning we are blessed with a “Sherry Lesson” that came to me driving home yesterday. I had an amazing day yesterday with beautiful friends and on my way home, as I prayed, my Mom came through so clearly that I had to share with each of you, this life lesson from my beautiful mom! Welcome to the healing room! I hope you have your coffee and Kleenex in hand, as Sherry nailed it this morning!

For me, as you know, the struggle has been real. As of recent, my father and I are estranged except for snail mail correspondence. The man I love more than any other, and myself have turned our situation over to God, as we simply cannot handle it on our own. We cannot speak civilly to one another right now. Angry and betrayed and hurt enough…I almost hit my own father. I have no clearer sign that I must walk away to save us both right now. We cannot share our lives and so we have gone our separate ways, only bound by the love in our hearts for one another. I pray that love is enough. I pray that no matter who or what or where I go…no matter what does or does not happen, with all of my heart, I pray that my Daddy always knows my love for him; for nothing will ever change my love for you my father. Nothing can ever take from me the love I have in my heart for you, not even you. I love you. I miss you. I turn it over to God, and I ask for prayers and blessings for our broken little family. This is the first time in my life, ever, that I have strayed from my father. This is the first time ever that I have had courage enough to stand up for what is right and then to stand down and be done fighting what I cannot understand or control. And so I set it down. I let go and I let God.

As many of you know, my Mom was a force to be reckoned with. A powerhouse of a woman in a tiny little package…a southern twang in her voice that wasn’t actually southern at all, always made her presence known. Accompanied by the clickety click of her 👠 high heels, Yes, Sherry was a force all her own. So yesterday while driving home, when she clicked her way in, I prepared a place. This is the most valuable Sherry Lesson you will ever get, so go fill up that coffee cup and let’s get ready!

My parents have been such a huge part of my lives, all of my lives. My best friends and my confidants, to an unhealthy point, rendering me extremely co-dependent and financially dependent upon throughout my life. I won’t go into detail as it matters not, I only say anything because Sherry wants us all to learn from this. I could always make that call and get myself bailed out. I could always get some help if the fruits of my labor didn’t cut it. I always had my mom and dad. I do not have my mom and dad anymore and I am thankful, for it is teaching me to rely on me, to trust and to know me. The silver spoon being yanked out of my mouth busted a few teeth and left me breathless and hurting beyond my own comprehension, and I am thankful for I now now my own strength.

With that being said, all that I own in this entire world, outright, is Little Red, my 1996 Toyota T-100 truck. When my ex-wife left me in 2008 and took, literally everything I own, I ended up having to voluntarily repossess my brand new and beautiful black FJ Cruiser back to the credit union. I drove her to the credit union and I told them I was so sorry and I handed them the keys. I was without transport and I was broken. My little brother saw me and he gifted me the truck he bought to haul his motorcycles on, so that I would have a car to drive. Shawn signed the title over and said I owed him nothing. I have driven little red for the past eleven years. Little Red is a piece of my own heart, a gift from my baby brother, so that I didn’t lose everything else too. Thank you Shawn for seeing me and for loving me like a verb. I love you baby brother.

Before my mom died, on her death bed actually, she said she wanted me to have a brand new Jeep! A bit much I thought and I said so. After my mom died, my dad and I were looking at vehicles for me and we ended up finding the exact same one, the beautiful 2007 FJ Cruiser that I am driving now. We went and drove her and then we went right to the credit union, looking homeless as hell, both of us, and got her financed. That story is one of my fondest memories and Sherry was so happy the day I drove her home! My FJ is still financed and I own just under $6000 on her. I had Little Red sold on Friday for $3000. I was elated, as that put me halfway to paying her off. Thursday night I got a text from the guy I held Little Red for, for three weeks, that he could no longer buy her. Long story short, Little Red and my FJ are both here and neither one of them, nor Tamara’s Jeep are enough for what Santuario de Karuna needs. We have 42 animals here, several of them weighing in over 1500 pounds. Little Red, not Big Red, cannot handle the loads that we must haul to give everyone what they need. We need more and I was praying in this yesterday, when Sherry came through loud and clear.

Sherry simply said that “some gave all. All gave some and some gave all” she repeated to me. I was puzzled at first, I won’t lie. My dilemma, the one warping my fucking mind…the one I’m twisting and trying so desperately to make fit…she says simply, “it is what it is.” What in the literal fuck? I’m praying here! If you’ve no contribution, could you come back later? I need to figure out how to sell Little Red and pay of this FJ…..and she says, “You do not need to sell your truck Coral Dawn. You know what you need to do with Little Red.” Only I didn’t know and she didn’t tell me before she left again. What in the fuck?

As I drove closer to home, I remembered laying next to her on her death bed. I could not have known it then, that I would never hear the click of those heels 👠 or that twang in her voice again. I would never have her to help me to sort it out or pay it off again. I lost both of my lifelines and my own life that day, on that bed with her, before she left here for good. We had to make her funeral arrangements on that bed. We had to decide how to let her go because she was going and nothing stopped that. In lieu of flowers, my mom chose Santuario de Karuna, for all donations. My mom loved flowers as much as anyone I ever knew and she gave up her final bouquets on this earth for the animals here at Santuario de Karuna, so we could keep our promise to make the rest of their lives the best of their lives. On my moms deathbed, she saw me. My mom saw Tamara and I and our dream and on her way out, she did all she could to make this dream come true! Sherry gave it all. Every single last bit of it, to Santuario de Karuna, as she left this world. All she had left to offer is right here in this space that we all call home.

Today, in true Sherry fashion, I give all I’ve got to Santuario de Karuna too. Literally, the only thing I actually own, Little Red, I gift to our Sanctuary and to the animals here, to get them what they need. “Some gave all Coral Dawn. All gave some and some gave all. Follow your heart and do what you know to be right with your soul.”

Anyone who knows me at all knows that if all are giving some and only some are giving all, I am going to figure out how to be one of the ones who gives it all! So today, on behalf of my little brother Shawn and myself, I gift my precious Little Red to the fundraiser, so that we can purchase a truck big enough to care for everyone here. Whatever we make from the sale of Little Red will go directly into the fundraiser that our dear brother Chris put up for us. And so it is. Sherry reminds us that it is what it is. It will only ever, always be what it is. I don’t know what your “Some” is, or your “all”. I only came to tell you that by giving all I’ve got to give, I am beginning to find myself. I highly recommend giving all you’ve got! Thank you mom for the lesson, turned immediately blessing on my drive home to our beautiful Santuario yesterday…”Some gave all Coral Dawn. All gave some and some gave all…”

Happy Sunday everyone! Only you know what to do with the messages the angels send. Sherry reminds each of you, just the same as she reminded me…”Some gave all. All gave some and some gave all. For your own growth, for your own journey, be the one who gives it all!”

We each have the privilege and the opportunity to be of service. We have the ability to be in our community. We have the power to build up our community. We have an animal sanctuary right in our own backyard, literally! And we are all welcome here, Always, We are home here, aren’t we? We are in Sanctuary here. Why not be a part of the community? A true and literal part of something that you believe in? Volunteer. Donate. Share. Commit to $10 a month and be a sponsor. Check out our Facebook page and meet these amazing beings. Come out here and meet them. Help us feed them! For you…do this for you. I cannot tell you how glad I am that I do this!

If you would like to become a monthly donor, a one time donor , a volunteer or a visitor to our Sanctuary, we would love to hear from you! Right now, if you have the means, we would love for you to donate to the fundraiser that our brother Chris has set up right now, to get a new truck that will provide for all of the beautiful beings here. Check us out on Facebook and please donate and follow us! We would love to have you be a part of our compassionate community! All are welcome here!

Santuario de Karuna is on Facebook! I will do a separate post with the fundraiser link after I post this morning’s blog. Please help out if you can!

I love you! Have a beautiful Sunday everyone! Thank you for being in the healing room with Sherry and I this morning!

A few things I learned last week…

Good Monday morning everyone! What an epic weekend I had! Truly fucking priceless!!

First things first….my girl is home!!! My girl is home!!!!

I spent time with my little brother for the first time in forever. I went to his home and he came to my home for the first time. We met at the home we grew up in and loaded up our Christmas memories together, to go to his home. In that garage…the one we walked through a billion times to get home and to go out and meet our world. In that garage where Shawn held me up, right before I landed in a heap on the floor on Saturday morning…saying goodbye to my Mom again. All of those memories…all of those Christmas mornings…all of the most precious things that my Mother held closest to her, left the house she lived in, just like she left the body she lived in for 66 years, three years ago. Something in me just fucking split. I was holding a box and turning around to hand it to Shawn and my world went completely black. I felt that I was about to go down and Shawn reached for me before I fell. I grabbed on to him like he was the last person on the planet and I didn’t let go until I could stand up on my own again. The tears and the anger and the hurt and the disgust and the rage and did I say the fucking pain? Fuck. Just fuck. Fuck, fuck….it hurt so fucking badly that I literally felt myself ripping in two. Saturday morning in the garage of our childhood home, through a barrage of reindeer and Santa Clauses, Christmas trees and carolers…I was pretty fucking sure that I was just about to cease to exist completely. I felt my life force leaving me as that box was caught in mid-air as I lost it from my hands, and my little brother held me up. In that breaking down, I made a promise to myself, to let myself fall completely, so that I may now rise again, not from my depths and not on new soil. I stand before you now in the soil that I have nurtured and cultivated and sweated into and cried over for 45 years and I build me the way I see me…the way I am…God made me in his image and I can tell you this…we rise the fuck up now. We do not stand down…not anymore…not about things that matter.

Did I happen to mention that my girl is home? Tamara left Sunday and returned on Sunday. In Tamaras absence at the Sanctuary, I walked 92,505 steps, 38.4 miles. I have not stopped except to get a few hours of sleep, to eat a bite or two and to see my clients, except for to see my Brother. If you have seen me in the last week, you have seen me here, at home. Why Coral…pray tell…did you not leave your home? I’m so glad you asked…and let me tell you…I did not leave here because I could not leave here. Not only were there 35 beings counting on me, I also had non-stop shit to do….calls to make…deliveries and appointments to cancel…checks to write…vendors to fire…wait…I’m doing that right now:

Let me be crystal fucking clear for everyone here…If you don’t like people of my particular flavor and if you can’t do your fucking job with some respect and decorum…and if you drive your truck on to my property and launch alfalfa bales at me and my fragile hay shed, all the while glaring a hole through me hateful enough to pierce my fucking soul…oh and if you just so happen to be the manager that I called into and complained to before…stopped using you all together before…because one of your female employees straight refused service to my gay ass in your establishment…to which you said or did absolutely nothing…then you, my hateful and ignorant, unkind and now unemployed by our Sanctuary, friend, are no longer welcome to do business with us. Over the years we have patronized you individually and for the last five years, as a couple and an animal sanctuary in your local neighborhood. We have spent thousands upon thousands of dollars and we have made countless trips through your doors. You have driven across our threshold for the last time. We have graced your establishment with our presence for the very last time. Thank you for the part and place you had in our journey and all of our best. We are done here. It is finished . You are fired. And so it is.

On that note, we need a new, gay friendly…human and animal friendly…appreciative of our business and our 501c3 non-profit, tax-exempt status, respectful of us and all of our animals…our property and our very beings…place to buy our orchard grass and alfalfa in two strand bales, at a reasonable price. We will need delivery and someone to stack, with love, kindness and compassion our food delivery. We do not have a truck reliable enough to pull our trailer or we would not need delivery. We have re-stacked every fucking load they have delivered, and so, henceforth, we are looking for someone to follow basic and simple directions and to do it with love and a smile, so that we don’t have to…so that we can be working with the animals doing our job and not have to worry about if you are in there taking as much pride in your job of kindly delivering and stacking our feed. I put this request out to the universe with all of our love and with all of our gratitude that we abundantly receive for the animals from someone who loves and respects and honors us also. And so it is. Thank you.

Just to put this out there also, in my hands on experience of the last week, the Sanctuary is in pretty desperate and immediate need of some pretty big ticket items. I’m going to list them now and put out into the universe now, to manifest these things, as we are doing the best we can with what we have. We are quickly approaching winter and we need more. In my observation, to make Tamara’s daily life…the one that she dedicates herself to 365 days a year a bit easier, we need the following things. Maybe you know someone. Maybe you are someone. Maybe you have one of these things or maybe you can afford one of these things. Maybe you have money that you don’t know where to donate and no one has asked for your help…I am asking for your help now. I put this out to the universe now with all of my love and intention to make the rest of all of our lives the best of our lives here at Santuario de Karuna. And so it is.

We need the following:

1. A full size, heavy duty, V-8 or bigger, truck for the Sanctuary, in good mechanical condition, with four wheel drive and a trailer hitch and tow package. We want to haul our own feed. We want to pick up our own supplies. We need more. Plain and simple.

2. A two-horse trailer, again, in good working condition, with solid axels and tires, as we will be using it to transport animals to and from the sanctuary, so IT MUST BE SAFE. Prince needs to go to the vet and have his bud amputated. We are going to have to find a way to get him there. The stress of not having a truck and a trailer in our own driveway is a huge and underlying stressor that would help us tremendously not to have on top of us all the time. As with each of you, if your babies need to go to the vet, you wan to know you can get them there right away.

3. 4 winter snow tires and a front plow for our Polaris ATV. We have two flat front tires that I air up every couple of days. We are going to have to plow our driveway and we would love to plow yours…seriously…that’s how we roll. We need good winter tires and a plow. We have the ATV and the winch and we though we were good. We are making it work and we need a bit more.

4. We need to get water accessible to all of our property so that we can water our animals every morning without having to thaw a hose and pray we hit the very limited window of time we have before it freezes again. We also want to talk to a plumber about getting an outdoor, public restroom and shower for all of you. Today though, we need to find a way to not have to carry so much water, especially as winter is approaching and we have ice and black ice. Solar tanks? Any help is appreciated.

5. We need to have electricity to each animals enclosure. Period. We don’t. It’s not safe. It’s grueling for Tamara to haul water. It’s too much. I feel like I got hit by a Mac truck and it was one week. I’ve no idea how she does what she does every day.

6. On Monday, every week, rain or shine…snow or rain or hail…unless it’s too dangerous or the roads are impassable, the Sanctuary needs volunteers. I will be home on Monday and so I will organize and facilitate this every single week, without fail. There will be a set time and we will work together to muck and clean and do whatever is needed to keep the Sanctuary tip top. We will create a team and I need 6 people, every single week, to commit to this. This is an awesome opportunity and will be treated as such, to come be in Sanctuary and to be of service. This is not a tour day. This will be a work day. I am offering six people this amazing opportunity, so please message me and we can set up a brief interview. These are non-paid, completely voluntary positions and I will treat it the same as I did when I managed hundreds of people. If you don’t show up and if you don’t work hard, I will replace you. This is a gift and I put it out there as such…for you, for us. I value you and your time and I will accept nothing less from you. Fair enough? Right on. I can’t wait to hear from you! We begin next Monday. We could just be me and that’s okay. I hope not though…it’s a lot of fun to work out here with these guys!

For today, that is pretty long, so I close in the most heartfelt gratitude for the EPIC work day that we had at the Sanctuary yesterday. Totally impromptu…totally last minute and we had 21 people show up! 21 people!!! For a work day to surprise Tamara when she arrived home from being with her family over Thanksgiving. What a beautiful day with all of you. From the bottom of our hearts and from all of the animals…Thank you. We love you. Have a beautiful day everyone! I love you!

Happy International Respect for Chickens Day…(I bring you A Life Lesson from my Beautiful friend Piñon…)

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Happy International Respect for chickens day! At Santuario de Karuna, we will spend the whole month of May advocating for one of the most abused animals on the planet…chickens. We will be, as we do, holding space, loving and celebrating some chicken love today!

My decision to become vegan came four years ago, when an amazing chicken named Piñon changed my life forever. Piñon is the reason that I am vegan and the first real push in softening my heart. I want to share her story with you all now!

A Life Lesson from my beautiful friend Piñon…

I could never have imagined that I could learn so much from a chicken, but the other night when Tamara and I went out to see the chickens, we noticed that her girl Piñon was down and struggling. Tamara and I prepared a place for her inside and got her some food and water and a nice comfortable bed and Tamara brought Piñon inside.

We left her to settle and a little while later, I heard a commotion and I went in to see what was going on. Piñon had gotten out of her bed and was trying to find a place to hide. Pinon was scared and having trouble moving around, and so I sat down on the floor beside her.

I have never been around chickens and I have certainly never held or petted or hugged a chicken before I met Tamara. On this night, a night that would change my life forever, I put my arms around Piñon to pull her closer to me, to comfort her…I felt how soft she was and I saw all of her beautiful colors. For the first time in my entire life, I realized that she had a soul and a beating heart (“She” being a chicken, which I had only ever eaten, up until a couple of months ago). I looked right into her eyes, as she looked right into my eyes. As I looked into her beautiful eyes, I saw, I felt, I touched…her very soul.

The very amazing thing is that in seeing her soul, she showed me my own soul. I don’t cry often, at least not on the outside, but tears were rolling down the inside of my cheeks and my throat felt tight. When she looked up at me, she asked me if I was going to hurt her and I said I was not going to hurt her. The beautiful thing is that she believed me and relaxed a bit next to me until Tamara came back in.

A few months ago, I started eating a vegan diet and being more mindful of my purchases. I have a leather couch, wear leather belts and shoes, carry  leather wallet. I never thought about what that meant or at what cost to another living being my diet or my clothes or my furniture truly cost…not my cost, not my monetary cost but the cost to the beautiful beings that gave their lives so that I could eat a certain way or dress a certain way.

I changed my diet a few weeks ago and the other night with Piñon changed my whole life and my understanding of exactly why I changed my diet. I also came to realize that being vegan is a lifestyle change for me, not merely a diet change. I had never looked into the eyes of a chicken and I had never felt a chickens heart race or felt a chickens feathers against my face.

I must have known that they were once alive as I cut them up to eat them on my plate. And yet somehow, I must have been able to not see what I didn’t know how to see. Truth be told, I was ignorant and insensitive and totally unaware. Now, I cannot not know, what I have come to know. I cannot not see what I have come to see. Most of all, I cannot unfeel what I felt, looking into the eyes of such a beautiful, peaceful and trusting being.

We took Piñon in this morning to cross the Rainbow Bridge and I felt a sense of sadness that I had not felt before, a gratitude that I can not describe, for a lesson that I am eternally grateful to have learned from such a beautiful and amazing being. Thank you Piñon! Peace be the journey and Blessed be…I love you! We are all the same.

And there you have it, the story of how I decided to become vegan. Today, I am the Co-Founder of Santuario de Karuna, a local Vegan Farm Animal Sanctuary, where all life matters.  Chickens lives matter. Chickens can be here, truly BE here and be safe and not have to live in fear.

Santuario de Karuna is a local non-profit, registered 501c3. We are looking for monthly donors to sponsor the animals. We have several amazing chickens and my mission in the month of May is to get every animal, not just our chickens, a monthly sponsor.

On this International Respect for Chickens Day, I challenge you to change the way you look at things. Get on Facebook and like our page…Santuario de Karuna. Check out our website, (which needs updating, so don’t fret…you can pick any animal) and be a monthly sponsor. You can pick any animal, as all of the money, goes to all of the animals, always.

Tamara and I are non-paid stewards of this amazing land and guardian to this amazing beings. We are going on four years of doing this amazing work together…and we are so, so blessed.

I challenge you to do something today, on this International Respect for Chickens Day, for a chicken…that’s right. Check out our website and our Facebook page at Santuario de Karuna. Become a monthly sponsor or be a one time sponsor.

https://www.santuariodekaruna.org/

Do something today for someone who can never thank you. Do something for yourself…change your life, for the better and get involved in your community. Stop eating chicken…start there, like I did. Don’t try to go too big, too soon…today, I challenge each and every one of you, to not eat my friends today. Do not eat chicken today, in honor of Piñon…in honor of all of Piñon’s friends…no matter what you eat today, on International Respect for Chickens Day…I challenge you not to eat any Chicken.

Let us all join hands, in a moment of solidarity…a moment of silence. Let us say thank you to all of the chickens who have given their lives for us, to all of the chickens who have been raped and brutalized and tortured and murdered, and slapped on our plates. Let’s say a prayer for the ovulations that would have been their babies… that we are scrambling up on our plates next to Namaste, I mean your bacon…

Today, we will consume no chicken in honor of one of the most tortured, abused, neglected and disregarded beings on our planet…my dear friends…the chickens.

Thank you so much for starting your day with me today. I look forward to your private messages about not consuming chicken today! Love, love, love to each of you and mad, mad love to all of the chickens.

Thank you Piñon, for softening my heart forever, for changing my life and for the beautiful lesson that started me on my path of being Vegan. I love you Piñon!!!!

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Welcome to Santuario de Karuna Brixen…

 

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Have you ever loved someone so much that you had to let them go? I want to talk about a love like that this evening, because I just had the privilege of meeting such an amazing human being, who loved like that…his friend.

Tamara and I were on a much needed, play hookie from therapy…let’s go have that amazing lunch that our amazing friend and donor stipulated we take each other out to today, kind of day.

I’m not feeling well and nothing is helping…Tamara is doing double time because of my health issues and so I booked us massages for after our lunch date at Brixen’s, where we ordered all things vegan and beautiful!

We received a message at lunch on the Santuario page about a pig named Munster. We read his story and saw his picture. We looked at each other, and we said “yes”.

This afternoon a very kind and loving man, turned over care and custody of his friend Munster, to Santuario de Karuna. With all of his favorite food and his favorite crate, and with tears in his eyes, he helped Tamara place Munster in the back of The Jeep.

We all three embraced and we cried together, as we closed the back of the Jeep. As he waved goodbye to his friend, we said a little prayer of thanksgiving…a prayer of overflowing gratitude a prayer of love for the man who loved his friend enough to want a better life for him. “God bless you” he said as we turned to walk away…and God did bless us all, in that moment of  painful goodbyes and exuberant hellos….God blessed us, every one.

As we drove away, Tamara and I cried together. We cried with broken hearts for the man who loved his friend so much, that he called us to give him the best, rest of his life. We cried tears of joy and gratitude for the amazing journey that we are on together…for the work we are entrusted to do every single day together. We gave thanks and we promised Munster the rest of his life would be the best of his life st Santuario de Karuna.

As we pulled into our driveway and opened the back of the Jeep, we pulled Brixen out of his crate and we welcomed him home!

There will be details to follow, of course. For tonight though, we are all winding down here at Santuario de Karuna and sitting in a huge and overflowing bowl of gratitude.

We would like to send a huge shout out to our friend Will who is doing the hard work to become vegetarian. Tamara and I are so inspired by you Will and we hope you know that you have a VIP pass to the Sanctuary anytime you want to schedule a visit. We can’t wait to meet your sister Ella! You are the embodiment of the work that we do here Will…opening hearts and  introducing friends, not food.

If everyone could, give Will a huge virtual hug for his journey into a vegetarian lifestyle. We love you Will! Namaste sends you all of her love and can’t wait to see you again! ( Here’s a little secret, when you come visit again, bring Namaste a cantaloupe…you will surely earn BFF status with her, by bringing her favorite food!)

We get asked a lot…”How can I help?….What can I do?…and I want to thank you for asking, because we could use some help!

We are a registered 501c3 non-profit, all volunteer run, donation funded Vegan Animal Sanctuary. We do not take salaries and we do not have paid staff. All donations are tax deductible and go directly to the animals.

With all of that being said, for those of you who have asked, we could really use monthly donors to sponsor the animals. With monthly sponsorships, we can continue to do the work we do, as stewards to this beautiful land and guardian to these amazing beings, while being able to budget a bit better and rest a bit easier. We also graciously accept one time donations and volunteers.

You can donate at and get more information on us and the work we do at the following link:

santuariodekaruna.org

Please help us in welcoming Brixen home and please send the man who gave him up some love tonight, to ease the hurt in his heart. All together now, “Welcome Home Brixen. We love you!”

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A note from Coral…

Hello! Thank you for being here! I am so happy to finally be here!

This is a very exciting moment for me! My page is finally live for Max and Me. Still a work in progress, no doubt…as I am learning as I go.

I have been learning as I go for my entire life…and being a student, being a teacher…well, that is what brought me here.

I began my healing journey when I graduated from Massage School in 2008. Very soon after graduating, I realized that my work was to be with animals, and not exclusively with human clients.

I will always be thankful for the day that I learned that my work in the world, which always had been my work, was to work side by side with animals.

I have always been comfortable talking to animals and for as long as I can remember, animals have spoken to me.

My greatest mentors are animals. I am blessed to live in Sanctuary with 40 of the most amazing beings on the planet!

My partner and I co-founded Santuario de Karuna, A Vegan Farm Animal Sanctuary. We are a registered 501C3, non-profit, located in the beautiful East Mountains Of Tijeras, New Mexico.

My work with Max and Me goes hand in hand with our work at the Sanctuary.

My work is to restore balance and to promote healing. My main objective, always, is to ensure and promote quality of life.

I work closely with hospice and provide end of life care. All of my work, always, is to facilitate healing, to restore balance and to love, love, love…

Max and Me grows and evolves and ebbs and flows, in the most beautiful energy, with the most amazing beings, every single day!

I am so blessed to do the work that I do, as an Animal Reiki Master, as an Animal Communicator, as an LMT, as an Ordained Minister, as a guardian of this amazing Sanctuary, that is also my home…

If I have learned one thing on this journey, it is that those are simply my credentials…that’s it…my paperwork that tells you who I am…

Plain and simple, I am Coral…and I dedicate my love and my life to walking alongside animals. My work with animals. My heart is with animals. My home is with animals.

I use love energy…Reiki energy…my hands and my Spiritual Guides, to facilitate healing, to restore balance…to give hope and reassurance, to those with broken spirits and injured bodies…my work, plain and simple…my work is love.

My logo is the Reiki symbol Tam-a-ra-sha, the symbol for balance, with all of the animals mixed in…a perfect symbol to encompass the work that I am blessed to do…

I want to thank all of my beautiful and amazing clients…my past clients and clients who have crossed The Rainbow Bridge, my current clients, whom I walk with every single day, and those of you who have just found me!

Thank you for your trust. Thank you for your love. Thank you for your faith in the work that I am so blessed to facilitate!

Now let’s get to work on some healing for the amazing companions who walk alongside us on this amazing journey!

Namaste,

Coral

 

 

You are the reason I am here. How may I help you?

My name is Coral and this is my page! I am so glad you are here and I am eager to know how I may be able to help you? I will list some of my credentials for you and sum it up by saying that I am here to be love. I am here to teach love. I am love. I am a writer and an artist. I am a therapist and a Reiki Master. I am an Animal Communicator and an Ordained Minister. All of these things that I am, and many years of experience, have brought me right here, to ask you, How may I help you? What do you need from me?

As an Animal Communicator and Animal Reiki Master, I work with animals, in the comfort of their own home, to eliminate the stress of car rides and visits to unfamiliar places. I also do Search and Rescue work and do distance work, under special circumstances and at prices we can discuss together. This work is priceless and no one that I know, does what I do, so please keep this in mind when we start discussing money. You came to me for help and I have no doubt that I can help you. I want to help you. I also charge what I am worth, so that I may help us both. I want this to be a win, win for us both. So, how is it that I can help you to make your life better?

I work with people and animals around the world and in other realms, doing distance work. I once birthed a rhinoceros in the Serengeti from my home in New Mexico. I work with Morgan, a wild Orca, being held in captivity in Spain. I work weekly with Aiden, Teddy, Alice and Penn, and many others in my local community. I have officiated funerals, as an Ordained Minister. I have personally carried my clients across the rainbow bridge in my arms. I specialize in energy and communication work. I am an Animal Reiki Master I am a Licensed Massage Therapist since 2008. I am a spiritual being having a temporary human experience. I believe, with all of my heart, that we are just walking each other  home. How can I ease your burden and make your travel a bit lighter and more pleasant?

In closure, I am also the co-founder of Santuario de Karuna, a vegan non-profit 501C3 farm animal Sanctuary, located in the East Mountains of Tijeras, New Mexico.My partner Tamara and I, dedicate our lives to being stewards of this beautiful land and guardians to these amazing beings. My work here, with you, is to support my life’s passion with my partner, in our work, Where All Life Matters, being of service, at Santuario de Karuna, to 42 amazing beings. My work here with you and my work with the Sanctuary go hand in hand and allow beautifully for one another. So, I ask you again, how is it that I can best serve you? How may I help you?

I thank you for visiting my page and I invite you to contact me so that we can find a time to sit down and talk and see how I may be able to best help you! I look forward to hearing from you and thank you for the opportunity to serve you!