Shimmer’s Etiquette

“If you walk in my light, know how to carry yourself.”

I don’t ask for much—but I expect everything when it comes to respect, boundaries, and integrity. If you choose to stand in my presence, near my family, or upon my sanctuary, understand these truths:

1. I Will Let You Be You — But Know Who I Am

I honor authenticity. Be yourself.
But if “yourself” includes disrespect, corruption, or carelessness—especially in front of my children—expect to be corrected, or removed.

I don’t condone underage drinking, smoking, or any form of self-destruction paraded as freedom. If you bring that into my space, you invite my Mama Bear, and trust me—I’m scarier than a timberwolf when it comes to protecting mine.

2. Boundaries Are Not Suggestions

When I say stop, that’s the end of the conversation.
Undermine my authority—especially over my child—and you’ll face legal action, not discussion.

3. Speak Like You Have Sense

If your words need to be bleeped out for TV, think twice before speaking around me or mine.

4. My Hospitality is Not a Right, It’s a Gift

I am welcoming, but I’m no fool. Abuse my kindness, and watch how fast the door closes behind you.

5. Energy Enters Before You Do

Bring peace, bring purpose—or bring yourself elsewhere.

6. I Don’t Do Repeated Warnings

Disrespect me, my land, or my family again, and the next conversation will be with the law.

7. This is God’s Ground — I Just Keep It in Order

My sanctuary space is a covenant. If you can’t carry yourself with dignity, chastity, and respect for higher laws, you don’t belong here.

I am Shimmer — a name my brother gave me in the ‘90s after hearing a song on the radio, because even then, I carried light.

That light still shines — but now it guards as much as it guides.

Walk accordingly.

— K. Kirton Niner
Steward of Rancho del Oro Sanctuary
Daughter of the Covenant, Mother, Wife, Defender

K. Kirton Niner

I Stand Governed by the Priesthood

Daughter of God the Eternal Father
Sister to Jesus Christ
Mother of Sons, Keeper of Innocence

Beneath the Celtic Shield,
I stand protected by eternity—
Bound by faith, strength, and unbroken purpose.

With truth on my tongue,
Liberty in my veins,
And the Priesthood as my governance,
I defend what is sacred—
In word, in deed, in spirit eternal.

I am present.
I am unshaken.
I am eternal.

“How we speak reflects who we are.
I speak knowing both.”

This is not the end.
This is the mark of one who still stands—
Shielded by heritage,
Empowered by heaven,
Remembered by choice.

Here’s a poem about a Mother Creeker who is tired of witnessing people not understanding Conscious Discipline:

A Mother Creeker, proud and true, With a heart that shines bright like the morning dew. She’s learned a way, to raise her kin, With love and Discipline, to help them win.

But folks around, they just don’t see, The beauty and POWER, of Conscious Parenting, you and me. They mock and sneer, and say it’s weird, But this Mother Creeker, has no more to fear.

For she knows, the wisdom she’s found, Is a path to a brighter future, for her Children to be renowned. With Conscious Discipline, they’ll grow so strong, And the world they’ll make, will be a better place to belong.

So if you don’t comprehend, this Mother Creeker’s way, Just step aside, and let her Children LEAD the way. For she’s done with folks, who don’t see the light, And she’ll guide her Children, with Love, Compassion and MIGHT.