The method in my madness

Noelle Khalila NicollsLove Letters

I am noticing a pattern with all the things occupying my time: swimming in the ocean, writing, reading, drumming, dancing, sacred circles, small groups, meeting new people, interacting with strangers, beach bonfires, ancestral stories, volunteering with children, storytelling, vegetarian cooking, meditating, hibernating, cutting ties, Yoruba initiates, sleeping, Junkanoo. They all make my spirit feel alive in a deeply spiritual way.

Street Ball Bahamas: A Photo Documentary

Noelle Khalila NicollsLove Letters

The Woman of Steel is on the prowl. Spread the word: This Christmas, I am traveling across New Providence to photograph African men playing street basketball. My documentary is a tribute to the beautiful, royal, African soldiers of The Bahamas. If you are a ‘baller’, contact me so I know when and where you play (strictly street ball, not league …

Stir it Up Sundays

Noelle Khalila NicollsLove Letters

A family that eats and prays together stays together. Friends that eat together fill their bellies and stimulate their minds. Friends that play together live longer. Seriously, the louder they laugh, the harder they play, the more endorphins they release, and the healthier they are. Join me and like minded African spirits on the first Sunday of every month for …

Insight from the 44th week that was

Noelle Khalila NicollsLove Letters

This week I gained some insight about myself. Every decision I make in life is a crossroad. With each decision I either move in the direction of my destiny or in the direction of an illusionary happiness. Each choice reflects whether I am living unconsciously in fulfillment of my egoic plan or consciously in fulfillment of the Creator’s master plan. …

Thanks to mother/father of creation

Noelle Khalila NicollsLove Letters

Today I am giving thanks to the most high mother, father of creation for life, love, friends and family. I give thanks for the joyous smile of child. I give thanks for the healing energy of the ocean. I give thanks for the soothing touch of the breeze. I give thanks for the collective heritage of my ancestors: for their …