What is it with the Doors?
The Doors. You know the band, the music, the Doors, they are haunting me. Seriously. A while ago, everywhere I went I met people with my first name. My name isn't particularly common though it's familiar(y'all know Breeze isn't my real name right? It's my nature-name my 6 year old gave me, we all have them, I'm Breeze, Hubby is Ocean, Oldest daughter is Storm, Second Daughter is sunshine, Third daughter is Lady Bug and the littlest one is Rose Petal~cute uh?)
But I digress. So anyway for about a month everywhere I turned there were people with my name. It got a little freaky. I think it was a sign that it was "my" time, the year I was to claim back some things for me...and I did and I will continue to do so.
Now though, I'm haunted by the Doors. It started when my second oldest daughter(aka Sunshine) met a boy. She was very excited about this really nice looking boy she met. A drummer in a band. Mommy was teasing her about it. Then she told me his name. James Morrison. I laughed and said "guess his parents were fans of the Doors" to which I recieved a completely blank stare. So I name a few songs and she goes "oh yeah, I know now".
So later that day I'm going on You Tube and on the first page, a video, by a young man named James Morrison. A different James Morrison. I call Sunshine out of her room and point out the video. We laughed at the coincidence. She decided her James Morrison was cuter. I disagree.
And since then it continues.How often do they play the Doors on the radio these days? Because I'm hearing it quite often. A lot of Come on Baby Light My Fire and Love Me Two Times and even some Riders on the Storm(my personal favourite).
Then Cam at Journey Wildly stops by to leave me a message after my last poem, Hot to the Touch. It said "Don't know your taste in music, Breeze, but that makes me think of The Doors. I can just hear Ray playing that one..."...actually, so could I now that I think of it.
Then a few moments ago after reading this and giving my head a shake at yet another "Doors" reference I go through the blog and find this poem< and a comment underneath from Double Dolphin(like the new picture DD).
I will never be untrue
Do anything you would want me to
Never stay out drinking
no later than two
I will never treat you mean
and I won't cause no kind of scene
Tell you all the people
all the places I have been
I will always treat you kind
try to give you peace of mind
Only you tell me that you love me
one more time"
Ok...freaky deaky! So it is simply coicidence right? In the dictionary coincidence is defined as
1. The state or fact of occupying the same relative position or area in space.
2. A sequence of events that although accidental seems to have been planned or arranged.
In math coincidence has a different meaning. Two lines that coincide are basically the same line. One on top of the other. They have the same slope and the same y-intercept.
What this means then is that either 1. I'm possessed by the Doors(I've put on weight, I'm pretty sure there's enough room except I think they are all alive still except Morrison) 2. the universe is trying to drive me mad, a huge waste of time, or 3. The universe is trying to tell me to let people know that I am not as sucky at math as I've always pretended. I just hated it a lot.
Or I'm supposed to just watch for metaphorical doors that will be opening for me. I like that one best of course. But I always do that so why the sudden reminder?
Maybe though, just maybe, I was supposed to do some googling and find this gem.
People need Connectors
Writers, heroes, stars, leaders
To give life form.
A child's sand boat facing
Plastic soldiers in the miniature
dirt war. Forts.
Garage Rocket Ships
Ceremonies, theatre, dances
To reassert Tribal needs & memories
a call to worship, uniting
above all, a reversion,
a longing for family & the
safety magic of childhood
Thanks for the gift...people also need "Doors".
UPDATE: And this morning after posting this I pop in to read some blogs...check out the second Post of the Day. Ok..different kind of doors but it really is getting strange.
Come on Baby Light My Fire!
Breeze Talks About Weight Loss