PinnedPaulette TomassoninScribeEmbodied Feminine WisdomShe follows an ancient mysticism, unencumbered by the expectations of society. Seeking solitude in her daily life yet not rejecting…Apr 1022Apr 1022
PinnedPaulette TomassoninScribeGriefThe rain poured down Friday morning. It was as if even the sky was weeping, expressing the grief of the world as it buried yet another…Apr 2, 202318Apr 2, 202318
PinnedPaulette TomassoninJust to talk aboutIt’s 4:00 AMIt is 4 am and I am awake.Feb 8, 202314Feb 8, 202314
Paulette TomassoninScribeWhy Do I Write?After a two-month hiatus caring for a friend and pondering life, I asked myself this question, “Why do I write?”Jul 213Jul 213
Paulette TomassoninScribeA Purring Little BoyNestled in his Aunty’s arms Dreaming of moonbeams and stars the precious new earthling purrs in contented bliss.Apr 2913Apr 2913
Paulette TomassoninScribeShe Shines for UsShe shines for us. That exquisite orb of stone. Gauged and battered she shines. At times showing only a part of her, a sliver, a quarter…Apr 1515Apr 1515
Paulette TomassoninJust to talk aboutJudgementThree young women sit across from me eating ice cream and watching people go by. “Oow — Look at the orange dress.” “Ugly!!!!” one…Apr 86Apr 86