BanjoCat Creative

Beginnings always have endings. This is not hidden from us. We understand that there is birth and there is death but the understanding does little to prepare us for the day our loved ones depart this place. The last chapter of my care-giving journey…   Read More →

She’s calling for me again… I’m halfway through my coffee – argh! Drink it down like a shot of courage and get on with it. Coffee! It’s the most exciting thing in my life right now. One shouldn’t consume a stimulant when struggling with…   Read More →

[Ding] I’m here. I grab my purse, tell Mom I’ll be back in about an hour, and run out the door. It’s ridiculous how excited I get when I have an opportunity to leave the house – to go grocery shopping no less. Not…   Read More →

This is a story that many have told. It touches every life eventually. Circumstances may differ but the result is always the same. There is the struggle that precedes the leaving. This is the first chapter in our race to find peace within the…   Read More →

No, I’m not going to prattle on about Bill Gates. Well, maybe just a little bit. It’s just that smug mug, and what it represents to me, just happens to work as a good Truth-Tees segue. I do wonder why he has been so…   Read More →

Mother’s Day is upon us and this year I decided to share my thoughts about this calendar honored day. This isn’t going to be a sugary one-dimensional tribute. My mom, she has her flaws and foibles and she never pretends otherwise.  In my estimate,…   Read More →

There’s a lot of talk about what qualifies as essential these days. The re-framing of language has led to much confusion in the ranks. Let’s keep it simple. You are essential. I am essential. We are intelligent beings capable of incalculable goodness and great…   Read More →

The lights are out and nobody is home. After one has said all they can about a critical subject matter and left a trail of vital data crumbs in hopes it might be of help – whether you agreed with the content or not…   Read More →

People are… complex. Each individual decides how much energy they want to give a thing – be it the vast number of worldly affairs that vie for our attention or another human being in our orbit. We all earnestly claim to be doing the…   Read More →

From childhood I was drawn, as if by magic, to the beauty of sound. It was intoxicating and intuitively I must have understood its healing nature. Unaware that my body had its own frequency, I was always humming and singing, making up melodies and…   Read More →