Noelle Nicolls

I made it through my pregnancy and gave birth to myself. My tears may have subsided, but I will never forget: Kirk Steele BORN 01.08.77, TRANSITIONED 04.17.09. Thanks to everyone who supported me along the way. Spread love, light and laughter, today and always!


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Evolution

What an amazing weekend celebrating the spirit of a man we knew as Kirk Steele for a time and a space. We all remember him, release him and cherish him in our own way, but his spirit remains the same: one with all that is. Giving thanks to the universe for continuously blessing me with great African men.

The pain doesn't sting anymore. It inspires. I was greeted in peace by the ancestors in the land of wood and water. I feel at home once again.


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In orbit on Man of Steele Memorial Weekend

"Once you've seen the face of god, you see that same face on everyone you meet." 365 Tao by Deng Ming-Dao

Tomorrow I make the trod to Jamaica for the first time since I lost my love and lost myself; for the first time since I was reborn, refreshed and renewed.

So much has transpired this year, much of which I shared intimately with friends, family and strangers on this memoir. But there are memories I shared with few or none; secrets known only by the divine powers.

African spiritual teacher Sobonfu Some speaks about the spirit that is created in intimate relationships called "the spirit of intimacy". This spirit represents the union of two beings; an extension of their own spirits. When Steele transitioned, the spirit uniting the both of us had a powerful pull on me. It lingered for most of the year waiting anxiously for me to renew my commitment to life and reassign it a purpose.

For most of the time I lingered too, residing comfortably in the twilight zone, between the world of the living and the dead. There was a constant tug-o-war between the part of me that was connected to Steele in his new realm and the part of me connected to the world of the living.

By the sheer power of my intuition, the support of my family, the guidance of the ancestors, the sacred feminine energy of Yeye Oshun and the divine will of the mother and father of creation, the spirit of intimacy created by the union of Steele and I has been appeased. I am this moment, a place where darkness no longer encloses, but light radiates from the depths of my soul.


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Govt 'running scared' over marital rape bill

MY MOTHER always told me, 'a wise man can't reason away what a fool believes', so I have little faith my analysis will change the opinions of those afflicted with the ignorance virus, as it relates to the current debate about spousal rape.

I do hope those who are more informed and simply afflicted with a severe case of spinelessness will stop to think again about the impact their cowardice will have on victims of one of the most heinous crimes.

Victims of rape are not fantasies of the public's imagination; they are real people, as the woman who wrote about her ordeal in The Tribune last year testifies.

"When he forced himself on me he would say he paid for the right to have sex with me whenever he wanted. Many times I was left bruised and sore for days.. On two occasions I even contracted sexually transmitted diseases. He was a chronic "sweethearter" even to relations with a baby-sitter and a maid. The man made my life a nightmare and because of his abuse I often took it out on the children," she said.

"I often felt dirty, disgusted, hopeless and not in control of my own body. Since leaving nineteen years ago, I have not had a relationship with any other man -- scars are too deep. I vowed never to have to go through that kind of sexual abuse ever again! Thank you, Mrs Turner, for paving the way for women to have recourse and to be allowed to have control over their own bodies. I am sure a lot of women appreciate it," she said.

With the Government's decision to kill the bill proposed to amend to the Sexual Offences and Domestic Violence Act, 1991 to extend protection against rape to married women, they have abandoned all of those women suffering in silence, like the one above. They have abandoned their so called progressive agenda; they have opted to represent those that oppress rather than those that are oppressed. According to a 2007 joint report of the United Nations and the World Bank, the Bahamas has the highest per capita rate of rape; not only in the region or the hemisphere, but in the world.

Last week, the Minister of State for Social Development Loretta Butler-Turner revealed the government has no intention of reintroducing the proposed amendments to the Sexual Offences Act when parliament is reconvened. The bill was dropped off the legislative agenda with the prorogation of Parliament last week.


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The pain of enlightenment: Discarding the colonial mask

(As published in The Tribune newspaper by staff reporter Noelle Nicolls, on Monday, March 15, 2010)

MANY times in life we are confronted with the truth that ignorance is bliss.

But less we become too blind to our own self-destructive ways, let us not forget that "when you're dumb, you're dangerous".

A truth all too uncomfortable to accept is the fact that neither the abolition of slavery, majority rule, independence, civil rights, nor Christianization, restored the humanity, identity, position of power or culture of African people, now dispersed around the globe.

In the Bahamas, immigration officers regularly conduct raids on the Haitian community at job sites in the early morning, or bus stops in the mid afternoon. When a Haitian child returns home from school to a vandalized and empty house, what sort of humanity is there to speak of for that child? This is the unspoken reality of disempowered African people, in this instance Haitians in the Bahamas. Parents deported to Haiti with no consideration for their children. Children abandoned by the State, many times left to wonder the streets until a relative or community member absorbs them into the family.


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Entrapment by consumerism

Consumer culture creates wants. Consumerism stimulates a culture of wanting. I know I should not eat dairy products because they are bad for my health, and I know I can live without dairy. As an excuse for my self-destructive behaviour, I am often inclined to say if there was no ice cream I would not buy it. I buy it because it is there. That is not quite true.

Here is how capitalism comes into play. I like and often want ice cream. This craving is fed by a consumer culture. Based on how the capitalist system works, as long as there is a want, there will be a supply. As long as there is a supply, those who want will consume, even against their better judgment.

So, the concept of 'if there was no ice cream' is an illusion, because as long as I want, there will be a supply. How difficult it is to purge oneself of unhealthy wants being entrapped by consumerism.


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Last Updated ( Tuesday, 09 March 2010 15:17 )
 

Life is amazing

Life is amazing because the universe conspires to help you fulfill your destiny. The more you tap into the energy currents flowing through the veins of the universe, the better your vision becomes, the more you get connected to who and what you truly are. You develop the kind of sight needed to see the signs directing you on your ordained path.

Peace of mind, balance, happiness are more elusive when you operate from a point of inauthenticity, misalignment, out of your lower chakras, or out of blind egoic-passion. They become effortless to cultivate when you are aligned with the universe and re-member who and what you truly are. As the universe conspires in your favour and your vision is aligned with that mission, life is experienced as an amazing outpouring of abundant blessings.


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Last Updated ( Tuesday, 02 March 2010 12:03 )
 

An incredible sweetness

Have you ever had an experience so phenomenal it defied your ability to believe? An experience that could only be comprehended in the realm of fantasy for the ordinary imagination? Picture living that experience every day with conscious awareness. One day I’ll share my story of the full moon: my mystical adventure with a healing spirit; with loving hands and seeing eyes.


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We Are The World 25 For Haiti

Look. Listen. Feel. We are more than we are, we are one.

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Memoir of a Creative Extremist is an ongoing conversation with God. It is my prayer for the day. It was intended to be a news blog. In a way it still is. Here you will read about the things on my mind and in my soul. The category Memoir is the story of my life as it unfolds inside my head and outside in the tangible world. Travelogue is a collection of stories about my adventures around the world. Reading Room is a taste of the mind candy I ingest from the world's wordsmiths. The Archives contain the category Prayer Book, which is a collection of thoughts and questions I have of myself, of God, and the world, and the category Steele Chronicles, which are stories about the late great R. Kirk Steele. Learn about the inspiration for the name in extracts from Martin Luther King Jr's "Letter from a Birmingham Jail".