For the Love of Music…

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Morgan loved playing music.  When she was in elementary school she learned how to read music.  Later on while in middle school she taught herself how to play the piano.  She was so excited when her dad and I bought her a keyboard.  From that moment on she would look for sheet music, and practice as much as possible.  She asked if she could take piano and vocal lessons to learn even more.  She took lessons with a music teacher that her sister had worked with years ago.  Her vocal coach was one of the most wonderful, talented, and gentle souls I had ever met and Morgan took to her right away.

The week after Morgan died Morgan’s vocal coach spoke with me.  She had heard Morgan had passed and was very sad.  In our extreme indescribable pain Steve and I had not reached out to everyone we should have to tell them about her passing, but this woman had heard about it anyway.  I apologized for not calling her myself – she told me about the one song Morgan was always trying to perfect when she was younger, it was the song that was played in the Disney movie Anastasia “Once Upon a December.”  This gave me chills as Morgan had died on December 2nd.  It is a beautiful song.  Here are the lyrics:

Dancing bears.
Painted wings.
Things I almost remember.
And a song someone sings
Once upon a December.
Someone holds me safe and warm.
Horses prance through a silver storm.
Figures dancing gracefully
Across my memory ?
Someone holds me safe and warm.
Horses prance through a silver storm.
Figures dancing gracefully
Across my memory ?
Far away, long ago,
Glowing dim as a ember,
Things my heart
Used to know
Things it yearns to remember
And a Song someone sings
Once upon a December…..

I miss so many things about Morgan.  I miss hearing her go into the living room to play her keyboard and sing.  She had a beautiful voice, just like her big sister, they must have gotten that from their dad…certainly not from me.  Morgan’s sister told me she wants us to always keep Morgan’s keyboard so we still have it, but since Morgan passed it has stayed silent…no music has come from her keyboard.  Maybe one day someone will start to play on it, and once again in our home beautiful music will be heard.

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Listen to the Forest…Morgan did

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Morgan loved being in nature.  She was able to observe and cherish everything around her, and I believe this was a blessing.  It showed me exactly the kind of soul she was ever since she was a tiny child.  Even after becoming a young woman she would still bend down to pluck a little fuzzy dandelion that had gone to seed.  She would always smile, close her eyes, make a wish and blow…the wind would catch the seeds and they would gently fly away.   Her little niece still gets excited when she see a fuzzy dandelion and mimics the same thing her Aunt Gigi (Morgan) taught her.

Sometimes she would look up into the sky, and with a dreamy voice she would ask me to look up to see the beautiful clouds.  Sometimes she would get excited when it would start to rain…she would run outside to feel and smell the downpour coming from the Heavens above.  She would always look out the window from the passenger seat while I was driving and tell me to look at Mt. Sopris, because every day the mountain changed it’s beauty.

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When she hiked into the forest Morgan was always looking to see a fox or deer, as she quietly walked the trails.  She loved to just lie on the ground, close her eyes, listen to and feel the wind.  Putting her bare feet in every river she came upon was mandatory for her.  Morgan was a child of nature, she fed her soul with all the gifts that nature had to offer.  I believe that is why she became such an avid photographer.  She wanted others to “see” and experience what she did every day, and she succeeded.  I am grateful for all the wonderful pictures Morgan left behind, as well as the many things she taught us all about what is truly important in life. Finding your true purpose, seeing and being a part of all the beauty around you and never, ever taking one moment in your life for granted.  Always tell the ones you love, every day, how much you love them – Morgan always did, and for that I am grateful as well.

“The clearest way into the Universe is through a forest wilderness.” – John Muir

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Mirror, Mirror: Miss you Morgan…

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Words from beyond…

cloudyroad I woke up this morning with an image being shown to me (I don’t want to reveal that image right now) along with a “feeling of being told something.”  The something I was being told was, “—— (I will leave out the name, but that person knows who I am referring to), Heaven and earth are coming for you, as well as those who helped you, and are still helping you – there is no where you can hide.”  To me this meant that the truth will be revealed with help from this dimension, as well as another.

This came through to me as a strong, powerful statement.  Whether or not you believe in divine intervention or not doesn’t change the fact that this really did happen, I did not make it up and it was powerful enough of a “vision” or message for me to feel the need to post about it.

Many people do not believe – they are skeptic and their dogmas, and fear get in the way, but most people do dream and sometimes they remember their dreams or visions.  I believe when you are in a “dream state” it is a much easier state for you to receive messages.

The trinity cross is a beautiful cross that I wear quite often ever since a dear friend gave it to me.  That design is from my friend’s father who lived in Switzerland years ago before his death.  When she gave it to me she said that the meaning of the cross is to, “Ask, Believe, and Receive.”  The cross lies right over your heart chakras and it always reminds me to ask, believe, and receive.  I’m sure you already know what I have asked for daily since the very morning Morgan passed…an investigation into her suspicious death.  Still to this day, 3 years later it hasn’t happened, but I know (I do believe) it will happen.  I have asked for an investigation to be opened, I believe it will happen and there will be arrests made, and I know there will be justice for Morgan.  I also believe when all this comes to pass that many changes on many different levels will happen…many other potential victims will never have to become victims and the world will be a little better because people believed in justice and fought for it.

 

 

 

More than 200,000 cold cases since 1980

Please click on the link below to read this article.  What an eye opener!

This is so very true!  Morgan’s murder was staged and ruled as natural causes for 8 months, then changed to a suicide…both manners of death were wrong, but it has caused her case to not even be considered a cold case and kept her suspicious death from being investigated. So the bottom line is that Morgan’s case is one of the many cases that is not included in the huge number mentioned below when it comes to statistics on cold cases.

I believe this is one of the reasons that there are so many unresolved cold cases in this nation.  It’s hard to believe, but it does happen – there are many murders, like Morgan’s, that are listed as suicide, accidental or undetermined and then never investigated.  This is not justice for innocent victims.  This is why some murderers are able to become serial murderers.

More than 200,000 cold case homicides since 1980. However, this number does not include murders where the earmarks of staging were missed and where the cases were ruled, suicide, accident, or undetermined.
-Dr. Laura Pettler
http://www.thedenverchannel.com/decodedc/how-many-unsolved-murders-are-there-its-greater-than-the-population-of-des-moines