LoveSpellV Poem Collection 100% Organic Cotton Sports Wear

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In my effort and commitment to “Switching to Eco” I have created a 100% Organic Cotton and 100% Environmentally Friendly Clothing line which I’m loving! Are you loving it too?

Active/Sports wear for kids, men and women! Join me and 1000s of Eco Conscious fellow citizens of the planet and switch to Eco.

Take a sneak peak into  The New LoveSpellV Poem Sports Wear Collection

The Love Spell Poem:

Love Spell Poem from the Short Film ‘She Moon Experimental’ Poem by Sylvia Love Johnson, Music by Tim Bond  Voice: Rebecca Lacey Poem Printed on LoveSpellV Sports 100% Organic Cotton Clothing Line

According to Earth Pledge, a non-profit Organisation (NPO) committed to promoting and supporting sustainable development, “at least 8,000 chemicals are used to turn raw materials into textiles and 25% of the world’s pesticides are used to grow non-organic cotton. This causes irreversible damage to people and the environment, and still two thirds of a garment’s carbon footprint will occur after it is purchased.” read more…

With the eco-fashion industry still in its infancy, the main responsibility at the moment lies with clothes manufacturers and fashion designers, who need to start using sustainable materials and processes  read more 

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Eco Fashion Designs 100% Organic

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Sylvia Love Johnson has just began the Pre-Launch campaign for her new clothing line. The brand Art’s Magic & LoveSpellV is committed to the environment  with 100% organic cotton and natural base dyes quality, sound and healthy fashion wear.

According to Earth Pledge, a non-profit organization (NPO) committed to promoting and supporting sustainable development, “at least 8,000 chemicals are used to turn raw materials into textiles and 25% of the world’s pesticides are used to grow non-organic cotton. This causes irreversible damage to people and the environment, and still two thirds of a garment’s carbon footprint will occur after it is purchased.”

Conventionally grown cotton uses approximately 1,800  gallons of water for 1 pound of non- organic cotton with disastrous consequences on the environment. Furthermore, non-organic cotton is also the cause of many irreversible health diseases among cultivators, especially allergies.

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100% organic cotton eco fashion

Eco-friendly fabrics enhance your life in many ways, they are irritant-free, naturally breathable, and hypoallergenic, better and lasting quality. Extra Comfort and knowing that we are helping preserve the environment are good motivations to switch to organic. It is wise to know about sustainable fabrics so that we make the right choices when we shop.

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To produce organic cotton the crops are grown using eco-conscious methods and materials that have a low impact on the environment. Organic production systems replenish and maintain the soil’s fertility, the cotton is grown without the use of toxic and persistent pesticides and fertiliser. The ultimate goal is to build a biologically diverse agriculture.

Different certification organizations verify organic productions. In addition,  organic growth regulations prohibit the use of genetically engineered seed for farming. Organic farming practices cultivate and enrich the land.

Regular cotton uses a vast amount of chemical pesticides and fertilizer: a third of a pound for just one nonorganic cotton t-shirt.

As the textile Industry adapts and manufacturers and retailers commit to research and produce environmentally sound and healthy garments, the consumer is left with the task of finding and deciding which natural fabrics are right their families.

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Ethical Fashion

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In the search for our characters, who decisively are “society’s trends interpreters” we met  face to face with  the actual cultural trends enveloping nowadays; environmental awareness, global warming, sustainability, energy efficiency, carbon pollution, environmentally friendly activities, water rights, solar energy, fair trade, fair employment, poverty, famine, humanity’s grand challenges.  In the times we live, our society is most concerned with the preservation of our planet. Recycling, becoming aware of environmental initiatives, education on the preservation of Mother Earth and her resources, respect for the animal and the plant kingdoms. Feeling connected with nature and taking care of our home.  This is the trend of the moment, therefore finding a fashion designer who reflects this trend was not a difficulty, but it is surprising to see how many other designers ignore this socially driven movement.

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Speaks on Love Kahlil Gibran

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Kahlil Gibran

When love beckons to you, follow him,
Though his ways are hard and steep.
And when his wings enfold you yield to him,
Though the sword hidden among his pinions may wound you.
And when he speaks to you believe in him,
Though his voice may shatter your dreams
as the north wind lays waste the garden.

For even as love crowns you so shall he crucify you. Even as he is for your growth so is he for your pruning.
Even as he ascends to your height and caresses your tenderest branches that quiver in the sun,
So shall he descend to your roots and shake them in their clinging to the earth.

Like sheaves of corn he gathers you unto himself.
He threshes you to make you naked.
He sifts you to free you from your husks.
He grinds you to whiteness.
He kneads you until you are pliant;
And then he assigns you to his sacred fire, that you may become sacred bread for God’s sacred feast.

All these things shall love do unto you that you may know the secrets of your heart, and in that knowledge become a fragment of Life’s heart.

But if in your fear you would seek only love’s peace and love’s pleasure,
Then it is better for you that you cover your nakedness and pass out of love’s threshing-floor,
Into the seasonless world where you shall laugh, but not all of your laughter, and weep, but not all of your tears.
Love gives naught but itself and takes naught but from itself.
Love possesses not nor would it be possessed;
For love is sufficient unto love.

When you love you should not say, “God is in my heart,” but rather, “I am in the heart of God.”
And think not you can direct the course of love, for love, if it finds you worthy, directs your course.

Love has no other desire but to fulfill itself.
But if you love and must needs have desires, let these be your desires:
To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night.
To know the pain of too much tenderness.
To be wounded by your own understanding of love;
And to bleed willingly and joyfully.
To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving;
To rest at the noon hour and meditate love’s ecstasy;
To return home at eventide with gratitude;
And then to sleep with a prayer for the beloved in your heart and a song of praise upon your lips.

She Moon, Love Spell A FIlm For Peace

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She Moon, Love Spell  

Official Selection:  A FILM FOR PEACE FESTIVAL

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Films A FILM FOR PEACE Festival, will be published in the 2013 festival catalogue, selected films will be included in the catalogue of the Festival as well as will be submitted for evaluation to a circuit of high school and university students of Friuli-Venezia Giulia, Veneto and Trentino-Alto Adige.
She Moon, Love Spell” Short Film  based on the Novel by Sylvia Love Johnson Selene Hekate, Mystic Dream.
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Clermont-Ferrand Short Film Market " She Moon, Love Spell" by Sylvia Love Johnson

Mystic Dream: Pure Joy Total Freedom

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Sylvia Love Johnson Writer:Director

When Love beckons to you, follow him,
Though his ways are hard and steep,
And when his wings enfold you yield to him,
Though the sword hidden amongst his pinions
May wound you….

Kahlil Gibran

I have never followed love, I have been content with fantasizing about what it is, creating a form of love in my head which is perfect, never hurts, never makes you cry, its convenient and divine, made in heaven. Without risks or fear. Love has knocked on my door on counted occasions throughout my life. I confess now that I have stood still, unmoved, looking through key hole. At a time a thought I might give it a good go, a real go, but always securing the door chain, letting love just glare at me from a distance, I would smile at him insecure, uncertain.

At some point love demanded to fulfill itself, yet in my heart it wasn’t welcome.
Pretense and denial where my allies and my shield.

I know for a fact that I’m not the only who is afraid of love; leaving my heart out in the open trusting someone else with it. Knowing that it will bleed, sooner of later not matter what, it will hurt, because that is what love is.  Pain without cure, It seem i the only remedy is not to drink of it.

Do I do myself good by guarding against love?

Let us consider this: Can a tree grow perfectly without the pruning. Can a flower grow strong from the seed  to bloom without facing all season’s whims? Can iron be sharpen without iron? Can a child be born without a mother giving birth to him.

God chose that Love be the most important, God chose for love to be all we are here for.
I confess I have always been afraid of love; to the point of living a life of deception, convincing myself that I was totally open to love just not lucky enough.

I have not followed love, but offered him a cautious smile. I have not yield to love but turned my back to him. pretending he wasn’t there. The prospects of hard ways and being wounded by its sword, do not appeal to me. Yet as time goes by I feel the outmost need to experience life as God intends; the pure joy and freedom that are to be found in love and more wonders and mysteries, divinity, that joy and freedom I have glimpsed during seconds of lucidity that have counted as eternity.
I know I’m not the only one. I know the world would be heaven if we were all fully committed to love, therefore I invite you to join me in this new commitment to truly give love a chance to fulfill itself in our hearts. Because when we love, we are in the heart of God.

 

“It only takes a man’s or a woman’s dream ….”

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Selene Hekate. A Mystic Dream  (Short Novel)

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It only takes a man’s or a woman’s  vision to change the destiny of all people in all nations.
In a journey that unites the conscious and the subconscious minds an eternal dream will be fulfilled.
Extraordinary souls hold the key to the truth that can only be comprehended with a bare heart in hand. Be bold and brave be truely daring, dare to live. Your dreams are your destiny.


Selene Hekate. A Mystic Dream
by Sylvia Johnson
Cover art by Mark Ryden


Selene Hekate, Mystic Dream…

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Dream

I woke up from a dream in which there was only  Selene and darkness.

Her hair felt like silk caressing my skin, her red cheeks, warm, illuminating, filling the emptiness within.  Her  green eyes glowing intensely,  resembling bright emerald stars in the night. She blended in the shallowness of my dwelling place,  where I have lived  suspended in time for almost 10 years, existing; my chaotic flat  is the true representation of my mind.  It  perpetuates an intense and tormenting scent of jasmine blossom.

Once it was my favourite fragrance,  now it is impregnated on the walls,  impersonating the essence of my living,  from the a day I smashed  the perfume bottle  against the mirror. Irritation, impatience, infuriation and rage often  my true and  most faithful companions, and my comfortable, indulgent solitude . The  vexation deep in the heart and the longing, always the longing.  It’s hard to explain, the longing for someone or something that you miss, but  was never there.

Sometimes I picture myself running away from my head, determinedly fleeing from my thoughts. The reality is that there are memories one cannot scape,  nor forget, because the story I’m about to tell, I tell it not because I want to tell , but because I must, the story imprisoned, unjustly within our heads and hearts screams ever so loudly, now more than ever to be let out…

 

I heard her whispering my name.

Her laughter echoed in the dark; she woke me up.

Her breath caressed my senses,  her face was directly above me, her eyes staring into my soul, piercing.

The deliciously disturbing  and unexpected visit from my best friend made it impossible to go back to sleep, it was 4 o’clock in the morning,

Selene come back… I begged in the mists of a million thoughts and questions all mixed with fear, excitement and anxiety.

It was her ghost! was it not?  Selene is dead, or at least, she is not fully alive, has she just died? I will call her mother tomorrow to find out… I will call her mother tomorrow…

I repeated in my head, knowing there was not way that affirmation was going to get acted upon, the thought of it made me shiver..

Whenever I am under stress or in a bewildering and hostile situation, I feel instinctively drawn to water.  I also feel instinctively drawn to water when I’m happy and excited,  when I feel lonely or depressed, afraid or insecure. I do feel  drawn to water in any and may situations as a matter of fact.  I strongly believe that in another life I was a fish.

I made a bubble bath infusing it with lavender and rose petals, I sat on my bathtub; letting  my mind go,  thoughtless. Normally,  the middle of the night is the time when all my senses at their highest sensory vibrations.

I desired to feel Selene’s presence once again. I breathed in the fumes that emerged with the rich vapours of natural essence  and focused my eyes on the flame of the candle, it glowed soft and golden. I always rebuke myself, I know what fire can bring, but this time I wanted to let it in.

When I close my eyes after staring at fire my inner vision projects dazzling sparks of light flashing.

A while ago I decided to deny the manifestation of anything that reminds me of the magical unknown forces, paranormal occurrences, parallel pathways,  the art of wishing and desiring, love in its truest form,  all these practices and activities which I became so deeply acquainted with, during my childhood.

I plunge into the water with my eyes close, when  I open them still submerged; Selene’s ghostly figure reappears and assumes what seems an impossible posture above me.  She fits perfectly in the bath, hovering under  the water; her nose touching mine.  She flashes a mischievous grin and then she vanishes again, like the mist in the forest at dawn. I gasp, open  my mouth oblivious to the water, yelling…

Don’t go!

My childhood screams at me. Selene’s ghost leaves me in reveries which toke the form of unwanted thoughts; memories threatening to break the strict silence that they had kept in during many years….

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(Extract)

He gave her the smile of a life time, with a stabbing glare to die for, but she, shyly, turned her eyes away from his wooing gesture, thus totally blocking future intention of pursuing any trace of romance, intimacy or love. She sworn to herself that, next time they crossed each other’s path in Avenue Pierre Loti, or any other street within their neighbourhood; she would serve him with the best of her smirks and spice it up with gaze that would certainly invite thoughts of passionate affairs, licit and indecent. She remembers this and sighs deeply, hopelessly; destiny has not yet given her the long awaited for “next time”. I wish he was a made up character, in one of my stories and I wish she was one of my tough and brave heroines, who goes through a vast amount trouble and turmoil during most of her life but in the end she gets all she wants or at least all she needs. Unfortunately he is a real man, by the name of Jean Baptiste, and she is me.But this story started long ago. The first time I had to confront desolated loving feelings. “You are not mature for love” Said Selene, The words felt like a dagger launched at my heart, or a sharp double edge sword, piercing my soul. All these years, painful as it is, I have allowed those words to remain nailed where she left them. I know that if I try to pull them out; my heart would most certainly disintegrate. It is save to leave the truth resting there, were it belongs. On that sunny day Selene and I were having a conversation about Alan Dreamt, the boy I was in love with throughout school my school years;  A. Dreamt was my very first emotional disaster. I chattered on about how I knew we were meant to be, but neither of us would do anything about it. I was nervous, my hands sweating, my mouth dry, feeling hopeless and totally terrified by the thunder storm of sensations that had invaded me.

 Selene had not said a word for a while, she listened . Love…. I heard her say from my state of wishful thinking, in reveries, then, she looked at and conjured the spell…

“Love from above shine here below Love of soul let her be whole Love in spirit be empty of all Love infinite be he adored Let love on earth be poured Let fear in her soul flee its hold May the Joy of love never be here untold”  The scent of sweet magic became visible in the form rose fragranced sparkles of light. I felt a sudden breeze, my knees trembled. A torrent of tears manifested pouring down my face. I could not explain the fear that so passionately swamped me. “You are not mature for love.” She threw this at me like it was a towel to dry my tears with.

“True love is the ultimate manifestation of God’s purpose for creating you. True love is the bond between two souls which were meant to be one, yet they split at the beginning of time so that in the search for each other they would learn the meaning of love, as it unfolds, for it is God’s will that we learn that we are love.

The bond of true love signifies God’s perfection and it is the fulfilment of the law. It is the blessing we are born to be”