Have you ever really thought how important our skin is? It is the largest organ in the body and performs so many vital roles for our well-being both physically and emotionally. It wasn’t until I became a Vegan that I really started to think about what we absorb through our skin. It’s the same as eating food- we consume through our skin pores. What we apply, rub or massage in directly enters our bloodstream. When knowledge is gained into what the long ingredients lists on jars and bottles mean you realise it’s just a list of chemicals and more chemicals! Alarmingly, skin absorption allows ten times more chemicals to be consumed than in an oral dose, so our daily use of Cleansers, Body Washes, Shampoo and other products could potentially be very dangerous.
I started by researching natural, organic oils that cleanse and moisturise the skin~ free of such chemicals as Parabens, Phythalates and synthetic fragrances that can cause cancer, irritations and even damage to the immune system. There are so many. Through my passion for Aromatherapy, I decided to then enhance the base carrier oils blend by adding special fusions of Essential Oils for specific skin issues such as eczema, wrinkles, irritations and very tired skin. As well as also smelling yummy, I have created synergies to feed emotions and mood~ those for energising, uplifting and relieving anxiety, as well as for relaxation, mental focus and clear thinking. So the Eveksia collection (‘wellness’ in Greek) is here; a holistic approach to healthy skin & mind. In the shop you will find Cleansers and Moisturisers for a range of skin issues which at the same time allow you to feel empowered and in control of your mood and emotions.
There are NO Preservatives, Parabens, Animal Ingredients or Synthetic Chemicals in any of my products. I use Organic ingredients and High Grade Essential Oils. It is truly an Alchemy of Love for Humans, Animals and our Planet.
None of the ingredients (or end products) are tested on animals
All ingredients are Vegan
It is truly an alchemy of love for Humans, Animals and our Planet.
Please visit my Eveksia website to browse and order your skin care and mood food product.
*If you order a sample jar (15ml) you will receive 20% off your order of the full size jar (120ml)
*I will be introducing a recycling scheme whereby sending empties back to me will give you 20% off your next order. We have to respect the environment!
I was bored of life. I had just spent seven years (since leaving Secondary school) being a student and in education, only to be trundling along again in education, running after day-to-day work as a Supply Teacher in Birmingham, UK. All my friends and my boyfriend had graduated and gone so I was spending my time alone in a city where I had lived for four years having the time of my life as a Degree Student (3D Design; Jewellery & silversmithing) and then as a Training Teacher (Art & Design). It was dire.
My Mum’s boyfriend found an ad in the local paper from a girl who had just come back from Greece and was looking for a Teacher to go and replace her. I called up immediately and she told me about the place and the school. It sounded amazing as I had always wanted to live abroad. I was hankering for some adventure.
I called up the Headteacher of the school and we spoke. He told me it was a private school, starting at 3pm and ending at about 8 each evening and on Saturday mornings. He sounded nice and said that I had a very clear and calm voice and when could I start?
I arranged my flight and got my money sorted out. I spoke to Mr Kouros again and he booked me into a hotel in Athens, giving me only a few directions as to where to go after I arrived. My boyfriend was upset, but I couldn’t contain myself, I couldn’t wait to go. It was early October when I landed at Athens Airport, a suitcase of clothes, some basic items such as shampoo and shower gel and a few sets of smart clothes. And my smile.
The hotel was in Omonia Square, which I didn’t know then, was as rough as a badger’s ass. I checked in and all I could hear was beeping off horns, screeching tires and shouting. My room didn’t have a view, well it did, but it was mostly of a brick wall. The whole place was a throwback from the 70s; marble everywhere, dark wood furniture and paneling. The Reception guy was nice to me when I arrived but I never saw him again. The others were stand-offish and clearly bored. I was homesick.
I ventured out that evening as I was starving. I was a strict vegetarian but managed to find a fast food place on a corner of a busy street that sold margarita pizzas. It tasted weird, but I didn’t care. I daren’t venture out too far, being paranoid I’d get lost and not be able to find my way back to the hotel. It probably had a name I couldn’t pronounce so that would have been why. I was petrified to talk to people back then when I was 23.
I had taken three books to read and hid away in my (tiny) room until bed. I showered and couldn’t stop crying. It dawned on me that I was in the biggest city in Greece, didn’t know a soul and didn’t even know where I was going. I had a name: Agrinio. That was it. We didn’t have mobile phones back then in 1996, so I didn’t have a lot of contact with my Mum or boyfriend. They must have been having hernias worrying about me. I did get to call my Mum from the phone in the hotel lobby, but briefly as I didn’t know how much it was going to cost.
A message was waiting for me the next morning at reception. I was on the way out to find some breakfast as I didn’t even realise that it was included in the cost of the room. Mr Kouros had left a message to say I was to remain there another two nights as he was trying to organise somewhere for me to stay in Agrinio. Oh the joy. I spent the next few days doing exactly the same as I had been doing. Sneaking out for food, hiding away in the room and reading, with a lot of tears in between.
My first memories of Greece are not so great. Little did I know that things were about to get a whole lot more bizarre…
Silver jewellery was the product I fell in love with when I first got into the jewellery trade. Practically it was cheaper than gold, but I found that it was also a lot more versatile. I could afford to be more creative and diverse in my product approach. From the fashion perspective it made total sense and its affordable diversity allowed me to give my customers a continually changing selection of new ranges that didn’t break their bank accounts or mine.
On an ethical front it was the search for a fair trade silver source that got me into the ethical issues in the jewellery trade. I was intentional about wanting to be a fair trade jeweller. I was equally clear I did not want to go down the ‘hippy chic- hemp underwear’ design cliche that was rightfully associated with the idea of fair trade jewellery at the time.
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Here is the first draft Chapter of The Silent Angels. Please read and leave a vote or comment. Thank you!
The Silent Angels
I long for the night. I can hide with my comfort blanket of darkness engulfing me, where no one will disturb me. I have many hours of peace ahead. I sprawl out on the orange mattress on the balcony and brave the crisp wind, my face gazing up at the indigo ink blot sky. I watch the swirls of the clouds blink- blink- blink and then sleep, blotting out the mischievous twinkle of the stars. The smoke from my cigarette twirls and dances like a fluid ballerina up and up to meet the sky, changing colour like a chameleon from silver-white, to pale blue, to black. When it’s finished, I let my eyes droop until I dream of faces that merge and expand, their features elongating and shrivelling, then winding around and looping through each other, hooking on to coiling snake-like entities that shimmer…
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Chloe’s diary entry in The Silent Angels. Let me know what you think!
Please read Chapter 2 here:
Chloe’s Diary Chapter 2
Sunday August 3rd“Rien ne pese tant que un secret.” ~La Fontaine
I’ve been wondering around by candlelight, looking for a place to make my haven and solitude. I didn’t think I would suffer as much as I am with all these strange and volatile vibes swirling and penetrating my head and body like tidal waves, drowning and suffocating. The others don’t understand how overwhelming it gets sometimes, why would they? They don’t have my gifts, which despite my mama trying to tell me, I still see sometimes as a curse. Lee tries, bless him and I love him all the more for his unconditional love and regard.
This room is the least affected of all the ones I entered last night. This building is rife with life; past, present and future. I can’t distinguish yet, who belongs where…
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