Tana, Angela, Kathleen, Annie, Sue and Naida were moths to her flame.
SHIMMER first radiated up and out to my universe while standing on a grungy brown floor, beaming through the wire fencing of a shack-of-a-California shelter near the Oregon border. Being a pit bull with scars and scratches, adult and female, her doom was certain but for Tana. Shelter volunteers are the first line of defense for the defenseless. It was Tana's video and photo that triggered me to put the word out.
September 17 2011 Shimmer in the Del Norte Pound: http://youtu.be/ELP02b6apOI
That photograph. That picture of SHIMMER holding her face up to the sky, eyes squinting in search of a reason to hope - that image captivated me. And moved Annie to say 'yes, bring her to me'. Annie would have done the driving too had Sue not been compelled to drop everything and drive hundreds of miles to get her to the home she was meant for.
But seeing her in Annie's garden, head up and eyes closed in peace,
it's the same head to the sky as in her shelter photo. Her essential self: heads up, hopeful.
After nine years cancer caught up with her but being surrounded by love and care for so long she reflected her light back up to the sky from a place of peace. Sparkling and shimmering to the end.
Shine on SHIMMER.