Coral’s Healing Room at Coralsblog.com 505-269-9242 iwritetohealmyself@gmail.com I rise early. I go to bed early. If you need me, I will make myself available to you.

This little light of mine…I’m gonna let it shine…

I am recovering nicely and being well cared for. Make no mistake that I am blessed. I want to share the love abundantly blessed upon me, with all of you, and so I shall.

I write today about “Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate; only love can do that.” The great Martin Luther King, Jr…that man had a dream!

In this room, we do love. In this room, we do hugs. In this room we are safe.

We have all been wrong. We have all fucked up. In this room, that’s okay. It really is okay.

I have a dream too. I dream of a world where we learn to accept that we are spiritual beings having a temporary human experience. We are here, temporarily, in these bodies, navigating this terrain, scared fucking shitless. Guess what? So is everyone else!

If we cannot see the dysfunction in a world where we approve of and encourage suicide, because we believe we have fucking arrived, I’m not sure how it could be more clear. We are fucking sick! Evil begets evil and you’ll get yours. An eye for an eye has made our whole world pretty fucking blind, hasn’t it? Just look at us…judging the shit out of each other while drowning in our own fucking sin. We need to get a handle on the reality that it isn’t us and them. This isn’t us against them and them against us.

We  have a beautiful opportunity here to grow, don’t we? I mean, how beautiful that we can be love all of the time. We don’t have to follow the masses into the darkness. We have a choice and I’m going to let this little light of mine shine. “This little light of mine, I’m gonna let it shine, let it shine, let it shine, let it shine…”

In this healing room, with my little light, I put forth my candle to ignite yours…every single one of yours. You want to know how amazing that is? It takes absolutely nothing from me, to share my light with you. It takes absolutely nothing from you to share your light with someone else. One light, one prayer, one step at a time, I’m gonna let it shine.

We must be the change my friends. We must stop looking outside ourselves for answers that only lie within. We must silence the screaming so that we can hear the choirs of angels in chorus all around us.

I send love and light to Anthony Bourdain and to the family and to the life he left behind. I take that troubled man in my weary arms and I lift him up, as high as I can, that he may find his peace. I ask God himself to shine down upon him and show him grace and mercy and the error of his ways, in a love that passes all understanding. I pray for every animal, ever harmed by him, by you, by me. I thank them, each and every one, for holding space and sacrificing so much for the sickeness that is overwhelming the human race.

We stick our forks and our knives in them. We hang them on our fucking walls and we wear them. We exploit them for our own entertainment. We abuse them because someone fucking abused us. We eat them because that is what we grew up knowing to do. They have no value because we were taught that they came here, for us, to do as we damn well please with them. We say we love the animals and we hate this man who didn’t…and I ask each of you, how many animals have you loved to death,on your own fucking plate, sliced away into bits with your own forks and knives? How many of you were born vegan? If you were not born vegan, and I was not born vegan, you have been the reason for tremendous suffering for the animals. You love your dog and you slaughter your cow, and you call this man evil and vile and insensitive. Maybe you’re right and maybe he is, and maybe, just maybe, that is where we all come in, in the healing room, to love this man home. Truly, here and now, let the one of us here without any sin of our own, cast the first stone. Let the rest of us stand the fuck down and exercise some compassion, shall we? Let us stop judging for long enough to see that a very troubled man, left this world and loved ones behind, and isn’t that enough to just say a prayer and send him on his way?

You May do as you see fit, of course and I’m not here to tell you what to do. I am here to offer up a suggestion though, that we start driving out the darkness with some light and that we start loving some of this hurt and healing the world we live in. Whether you know it or believe it or not, we really are all just walking each other home. How do you suppose we are doing that effectively when we take the guy who said shitty things about vegans and mutilated animals, and crucify him after he already fucking died, and quite possibly, took his own life?

Do you suffer from mental illness? Have you ever tried to kill yourself? Do you have any fucking idea what it is like to be that hopeless? Have you ever hurt someone who couldn’t even defend themselves? Have you ever been hurt by someone you couldn’t defend yourself from? The rage all around this is fear and fear breeds hate…hate breeds more fear.

You are so worried about those poor animals that this poor man publicly and proudly destroyed? The animals would ask you why your compassion ends with them? Compassion is not just for the animals. Compassionate lifestyle choices and compassionate living comes from a much larger spectrum than being an armchair vegan.

My name is Coral and I have been vegan for just over four years. I worked animal rescue for years and we celebrated the ones we got adopted, the ones we saved, by barbecuing the ones who don’t matter anyway. I have killed and harmed many more animals than I care to know, in my selfish decisions throughout my lifetime. I sure did love me some burgers and beers, some steaks and crab legs. I sure did love to eat me some shrimp and some chicken breast…was I a fucking monster? I prefer to say that I was not awakened yet and that I am slowly waking up. I was wrong, so fucking wrong and I stand corrected and educated and educating.

I see a Coral of days before, and I am not impressed some days. I feel the fear of the life I lived and he entitlements that I took, the liberties that were not mine. I see the faces of the animals in our front yard and to say that I am sorry…well, that would just be a fucking drop in a big ol fucking bucket, wouldn’t it? The blood on my hands does not wash itself off with the tears I cry in deep and soul crushing regret for not knowing what I didn’t know before I knew it.

So, to you, Mr. Bourdain, to every single one of us who has been so fucking wrong that we rocked the world around us, Godspeed, and May you find your way home.

For those of you sure there is no God, and even more sure that if there is a God, Mr. Bourdain will not be meeting him, I would throw caution to the wind, as that is not ours to involve ourselves in, and we ought to let go of that for our own sakes.

You don’t have to agree with me or even listen to me. I speak because I need to say these things. I speak my heart and pour it out for you, in this our healing room. I created this space, to do just that…to somehow, somewhere, someway…find some love and forgiveness and light for us all…without conditions or judgement, and only to say that I love you just the same.

I did not know Anthony Bourdain and I am not sure why this had struck such a deep chord with me, other than to say that my heart has literally hurt and my eyes have teared for him and the torture that must have haunted him. I cry for his kids left behind without heir Father, as I lie here desperately missing my own. My heart aches for his children, as being a kid is hard on a good day, and I cannot imagine having to hear such horrors from my father and about my father after his passing, at his own hands.

I am not for everyone. Everyone knows that, right? Hey, that’s okay. I love you just the same.

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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