What is my mission?
My Journey
Szilvia is an accomplished international human and women's rights advocate, psychologist, and marker pen artist whose work bridges the realms of law, psychology, art, and spirituality. With a Juris Doctor degree and over a decade of fieldwork in the Middle East, she has championed human dignity and gender equality through her involvement with several non-profit organizations.
In addition to her legal and advocacy work, Szilvia has collaborated with various human rights organizations to build and support international humanitarian networks, amplifying voices and causes that call for justice, equality, and collective healing.
Guided by a deep inquiry into the human psyche, she embarked on a global journey to explore somatic wisdom, the Feminine Essence, and the intersections of consciousness and healing. Her path has led her from orphanage villages in Africa to the sacred sites of Avalon in Brittany, through traditional initiation ceremonies with the Putzia Maya in Mexico, and into one-on-one mentorships with Shamanic Masters in Hawaii, Yogis from India, and Hungarian Seers and Shamans.
Parallel to her spiritual path, Szilvia pursued academic and scientific inquiry, earning a master's degree in psychology. Her research delved into the brain’s mechanisms during creative activity and the healing potential of art, leading her into deeper studies in Integral and Jungian Psychology and Sociology. Her work focuses on the psychological triggers behind personal development, the impact of social influence, and the dynamics of social conditioning and manipulation—bridging the inner and outer dimensions of transformation.
These multidisciplinary explorations come together in T. S. Evita Artworks, the platform Szilvia founded to unite her artistic expression, human rights advocacy, spiritual insight, and psychological research. Through this initiative, she invites others to explore personal and societal harmony, while navigating the complexities of modern culture with awareness and depth.
Szilvia is also a certified practitioner of Reincarnation Hypnosis under Dr. Brian L. Weiss, author of Many Lives, Many Masters. She is a regular member and active participant in the International Philosophical Society, contributing to global conversations on consciousness, ethics, and the perennial wisdom traditions. As a guest speaker at Youth Philosophical Societies in Malaysia and the Netherlands, she continues to advocate for a new synthesis between Eastern and Western thought.
A strong believer in the convergence of science and mysticism, mind and body, Feminine and Masculine, Szilvia holds that by reconnecting with our ancient roots, we can awaken a deeper sense of balance, purpose, and unity.
“At the end, everything reaches a paradox, where all things meet and dissolve into One. Our journey is to balance East and West, mind and body, science and myth, Feminine and Masculine—and discover how these energies do not only coexist but deeply complement one another.”
Szilvia’s commitment to justice also includes a strong and ongoing connection to the Palestinian cause, rooted in her years of human rights work in the Middle East. This remains a vital and personal part of her broader advocacy for peace, equity, and human dignity.
Mission
Call back the Divine Feminine Energy
'She’s a pretty rattled looking angel. But she says, 'I’m here to do the great work.' And you’re saying, well, what’s the great work? And I suggest to you, ladies and gentlemen, it is to bring the feminine into this culture. That is the great work. And it’s not an easy path.'
Marion Woodman
Everything started in the Middle East. That ten years I have spent there made me the person who I am today. It was never an easy journey. It was about the heart and about the resilience. How much you can take and how much you can turn into love. It speaks about the ingrediencies of your own kind. Do you let the world make you hard, or you transmute whatever is thrown at you and make the magic to the best outcome possible.
Standing up for others and for human and women rights were never an easy path. I admire all of the ones who walked before me and in this admiration, I based my foundation stones by drawing my 100 portraits of those role models, to connect to their strength to help me on my path.
My focus and my mission is clear and straight and I hope it will be a blessing and a gift for everyone to make a change in this world.
With love,
Szilvia
Founder of T.S. Evita Artworks
The One and Only International Women Rights Advocate of West Ireland
Shout for Help
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The Golden Era of Celtic Ireland
Once upon a time there was a unique tribe in Ireland, which provided advisers and leaders for the community. The members of that tribe were mostly women, selected in their early age based upon their talents, skills, and intelligence, and hardly trained and taught for decades by sacred doctrines. They were scholars of a sacred Mystery schools mastering several topics like Arts, Dialectics, Natural Science, Geography, Medicine and Herbs, Astrology.
They were taught to recognize patterns: in history, in politics, in warfare, in human behavior the same way as in nature, in animal behavior, in seasons and stars.
They were trained hard to endure deep pain and to expand their boundaries to awaken and sharpen their senses. They were taught to follow a very strict discipline to learn to observe and control emotions, thinking and find the way to harmonize and become the master of them.
They learnt to read the signs of animals, herbs, the trees, the weather the same way as their own organs.
They were taught about the sacred codes and teachings about the 4 basic elements and the sacred alchemy of the creation of the philosopher stone.
There were lots of dropouts.
But whoever reached the final stage, had their senses so sharp, that they were able to slow down or speed up their own heartbeat, change their body temperature or their blood pressure by their will.
They were able to conjure energy and heal with their hands.
They were able to oversee political matters and draw correct strategy which gives solution in wars.
They were able not only to recognize the patterns in all field but also to draw a map among these fields and find the secret key of interconnectedness and they gain the power to conjure elements.
They were assigned to be advisor of the kings, leaders of the community. They were powerful, and humble, leading from behind, never seek attention.
They called them the DRUIDS.
10.08.2023.
The Marie Claire interview
I feel an utmost gratitude for this interview that it could happen with Marie Claire Magyarország magazine and for all my life and all the people involved whom I had the privilege to cross path with. We are all teachers and learners in each other’s lives, helping to become Human in its purest core essence.
Hungarian Fashion in Ireland: Szilvia Tóth, the founder of Evita Studio
Szilvia Tóth fell in love of flying when she was a cabin crew of Malév Hungarian Airlines, and after a short diversion, she started to work for one of the biggest airlines in the Middle East. As she conquered the sky, she settled down in Ireland, and became a women rights advocate while fulfilling her dream by connecting Hungary and Ireland through fashion. Here is the story about a Hungarian Women living abroad.
You studied Law in the University, while working for Malév Hungarian Airlines as a cabin crew at the same time. How did you become a stewardess from a lawyer?
I wanted to learn law to understand the rules which guards our life behind the curtain, and one of my big dreams was to travel around the world as a cabin crew. I applied to both places at the same time and I got accepted to both. That caused couple of organization issues during my exam periods.
How did you end up in Dubai at the end?
I had been working for the Hungarian Civil Aviation Authority for a short while, but I desperately missed the sky, so I applied to a leading Middle East Airlines. I hoped that my legal skills would be recognized over there as well. That did not happen. On the one hand, the company provided the world’s leading training of the whole industry and the opportunity to work and live together with the representatives of 128 nationalities; on the other hand, it gave a glimpse of how money and power change people. I had to realize that beyond a certain level, some positions were opened only if I could close my eyes above the atrocities committed against the employees. I was not willing to do that, and my strong stand on that ground created several severe difficulties, but it molded me to the person, who I am today, and led me towards the path of Human Rights.
If I know right, Spirituality is a very important part of your life.
In 1988, I was only 9 years old, when I got involved in a car accident, which resulted in a 5 days long Coma. While my family was in shock, I regained my conscious with a memory of a wonderful outwardly experience and a message that ‘Love was the most important thing in the World.’ Perhaps that was the reason for my great desire to go beyond the clouds, and what pushed me to fly. I just recovered from my injuries, when I became the victim of a violent attack from a man, and the trauma hit me so hard, that I turned against the other gender. That is how I arrived at the Middle East to place guilt not only on men but especially on Arabic men.
But ten years is a very long time and at the end I was learning patience and acceptance from the exact type of men, whom I assumed of their guilty for abusing women. Maybe that was one of the deepest changes, which opened my eyes for other perspectives, to see the Person without the classification of their religion, gender, or nationality, and without the judgement which came from it.
When did you start focusing your attention more on Spirituality?
Maria Szepes’ book called the Red Lion, and a Hungarian Shaman woman were the first connection, which led me to a deeper understanding of life by inspiring me to write a daily diary about what was the lesson I have learnt from life. After I was introduced to the most humble and devoted Indian Master in Dubai, who opened the door to the world of Yoga. Meanwhile I started to draw with the help of the drawing-technics of Laszlo Bihari, which is based on the method of harmonizing the two hemispheres of the brain. At that time one of my biggest dreams came true when I got accepted to the Psychology University, and I had the chance to do deeper research into the phenomena of what had happened to me as the impact of my car accident. That is how I found the book Many Lives Many Masters by Brian L. Weiss, which brought the next major turn. The book was so inspirational that I could not stop till I personally met with Brian Weiss, and I could participate in one of his one-week psychology training courses. During my travelling I also visited Hawaii, where I not only had the pleasure to participate in an intensive Shaman retreat, but also, I was initiated into the local shamanic Community, and I could observe their Nature-loving ceremonies. The leading Shaman Lady guided me towards to a Mexican Master, and that is how I ended up in the middle of the Yucatan jungle with a long-white-hair, bright-eyed Elder. These journeys helped me to find a way back to that lost connection with My Self. The World opened up for me and I started to sense being alive again.
What have you learnt about the different cultures during your trips?
My Yoga Master gave me a glimpse into the Buddhist and Hindu ideology, while I was living in one of the nests of the Muslim culture. I had the chance to compare all the new studies and experiences to my Christian roots. Another important aspect was my trips to Uganda to an Orphanage Center called Tukutana. Those adventures had deep impact on me, and I fell in love with the African culture as well. At the end my deep connection to the Nature-loving Shaman culture led me to Ireland, where they still nurture their Celtic heritage. I was already settled in Ireland when I got an invitation to become the member of an American-based International Philosophical Society, where I got recognized and invited to speak up about Femininity in a Malaysian Closed (Invitation Only) Conference. This speech was followed by two interviews and resulted in another invitation, this time to a Dutch Youth Underground Research Team to make a podcast about the purpose of life in the mirror of the ideas of Descartes and Jung. These requests provided me some space to reach other continents with my vision about the Feminine and Masculine Energy; the vision that the Feminine Energy, which is also called Dark, does not mean Bad, but on the contrary, dark here represents the whole Universe with all the untapped potential. The Masculine – Light – Energy is the one, what determines the form of it. The Feminine, in that meaning, gives the base, and the Masculine provides the structure. And we are speaking about Energies, not necessary genders here.
How was your welcome in Ireland?
All they knew about me was that I came from the Middle East, from Dubai. The fact that Hungary is considered Eastern Europe just added to the top and pinned the unfortunate ‘prostitute’ label on me by the locals, and despite of my four degrees I became the victim of cruel attacks. It took years to figure out how to stand up for myself since they were unwilling to listen to me. My Facebook page ‘T.S.Evita Arts’ brought the long-awaited breakthrough, when I started to write out all my experiences and values I represent. The 100 portraits drawings from human rights activists with the blogs connected to them were the foundation of my mission, which helped me to get noticed. In the meantime, I also started to do research about the area, and I was shocked that till today women are labeled as waste if they do not get married to a certain age. What is more, not so far from my home, in Tuam, 800 baby corps were discovered in the garden of a Catholic Church less than 6 years ago, most probably these were the babies born out of marriage. I realized that standing for women and human rights is more important than ever. My whole life started to line up in a single purpose from the car accident through the trauma till the world-travelling: to make people understand that standing up for women to have their chance to use their voice, to fulfill positions and have the same salary as a man, does not mean hating man, simply means to be Human. And supporting the loving, and protective man type, which is continuously bombarded by the ruling aggressive patriarchy is real human necessity.
Meanwhile you are also working on to build a bridge between Hungary and Ireland.
Yes, my dream was to set up some kind of connection between the two countries using fashion, in a way, that I can smuggle my values into the picture as well. I came up with a motto, which states ‘We are not just a gorgeous body but also a brilliant mind and a diamond heart, and we deserve the respect as such.’ As the next step I contacted with Zsuzsi Csillag, the CEO of Suel, who accepted me with open arms and gave me all the help for the start. I also asked a young fashion designer, Adrienn Timbusz from my farther family and a Hungarian painter artist, Eszter Anna Vörös, who runs her business under the name Everything You Can Imagine Is Real and creates jewelry from her paintings. Adrienn designed a special collection for me, which I could use to set up a whole campaign where each dress is named after a woman who made something extraordinary. Zsuzsi has been always next to me with her kind guidance and lead and taught me how to create short reels about the dresses, which I started to use to tell myths and legends from mytological figures from the Celtic heritage.
The two pages, the T.S.Evita Arts, which provides the philosophical background and the business page, Evita Studio together built the bridge not only to create a contact between the two countries but also to open the heart of the Irish people finally. The county magazine, called This is Galway provided me a greater recognition and also started to inspire a new bigger dream to establish an international network based on love and mutual understanding, where the aim is to balance those feminine and masculine energies.
Magyar divatot Írországba: interjú Tóth Szilviával (marieclaire.hu)
06.12.2023.
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Disclosure
I understand Solzhenitsyn ’s quote deeply.
I understand it not as theory, but as lived truth.
This is what has been done to the Palestinians.
And this is what has been done to me. That is why it resonates in my bones.
There was a time when I was forced to choose between two options: a coerced “suicide,” or disappearance for being accused of having too much influence. I chose the second. I left everything behind and vanished from the life I had built and loved — because at least I could do it on my own terms. Giving up everything you love — your work, your community, your passion, your future — is not a choice anyone makes lightly. It is a price paid only when survival itself becomes conditional.
There are rigid systems in this world that are exquisitely sensitive to the preservation of their own lies. Any disturbance to a perfectly constructed falsehood is treated not as disagreement, but as a threat. And threats are punished — fully, relentlessly, without regard for merit or humanity. At that point, it no longer matters how high you have risen, how competent you are, or how much you have contributed. The only question becomes whether you intend to remain alive at all.
So, I jumped. Not from an airplane, not off a tower, but out of the system. I left everything behind. And because I knew too much, I received an additional, so-called “special package” — an invisible containment across social platforms that locked me out of visibility and voice for another five years. Still, I held on to hope. I believed that the place I chose to settle would offer care, safety, and the space to recover.
The opposite happened.
The sacrifice I had paid disappeared into dead soil. It yielded no healing — only further abuse. That was when Solzhenitsyn’s words carved themselves into my bones. When you are told, day after day, year after year, that you are a liar — not because you are wrong, but because your truth is inconvenient — something profound happens to the psyche. Reality itself becomes contested ground.
This is not mere rejection.
It is historical erasure.
When lived experience is denied long enough, a person is forced into an impossible position: either abandon their own memory, or live in constant friction with the world. I chose neither. Instead, I turned inward. I withdrew from the social environment and began to draw — not to perform, but to survive. That inward turn became my lifeline. It is how my website was born.
Either way, initiation took place. And despite the method — the pressure used to force a diamond out of me — the place did its job. For that reason, I bless it.
Seven years passed.
Now, as truth is breaking through across multiple sources and long-silenced narratives are surfacing, I have decided to step out of the shadow as well — fully. Not cautiously. Not apologetically.
Those seven years slowly softened the inner lock I had placed on my own memories for safety reasons. They had to be held down in order for me to function. But now they are returning — not violently, not all at once, but in small, manageable doses.
And I bless that, too.
Because this is what integration looks like when it is finally safe.
What has changed is not the past.
What has changed is that denial no longer has the power of a full-scale assault against my identity.
Here I am, with my history intact.
Despite the abuse.
Despite the attempts to erase me.
Despite the long period of enforced silence.
And yet, I have hope again.
Not because the past can be undone, but because rigid systems are not eternal.
Lies require constant maintenance, while truth needs only time.
What was once denied can be revealed.
What was erased can return.
And when history is restored — to a people or to a person — the structures built on falsehood begin to crack.
That is where change becomes possible.
15.02.2026.
Disclosure part 2 - Levantine
I wish I could say that I knew the truth from the beginning, that I saw clearly and stood with them without hesitation. But that would be a lie.
They welcomed me and accepted me with open arms.
I sat at their table.
I ate their food.
I received their love. (And their endless patience)
And still, the blindfold I had brought with me from home — carefully placed by propaganda long before I could question it — kept the truth hidden from my eyes.
Yet my moral compass would not let me rest. Something in me insisted on searching. So, I did — even if I started too late, and too far away from the source.
First, I learned about Joula. I began in Africa, with one of the indigenous tragedies there, and then another, and another, until I reached Mandela. It took years to work my way back. It felt like searching for a treasure while digging holes all around the chest — circling it, missing it, exhausting myself just beside it.
Yes, I stood up for human rights. I joined the war that unfolded against the system. I saw injustice and refused to stay silent.
We fought together, side by side. And when you fight together with someone, that is when you begin to understand them. Love and struggle forge bonds no comfort ever could.
And yet, I still avoided touching that box.
It was sealed with the strongest propaganda — a seal placed on me from birth. I wish I had seen earlier. I wish I had understood sooner. The truth was around me at every step. It surrounded me. And they saw it. They saw my searching. They saw me digging next to the treasure chest. They saw my efforts to save what we were building together.
They left clues everywhere.
But they never forced them on me.
They waited — knowing that this was something I would have to assemble myself, or not at all.
It took a long time. I had to jump out. I had to experience it in my own skin: being cut off from my own history, separated from my own identity. Only then could I do the hardest work of discernment — walking through a cave of mirrors, navigating reflections and false surfaces, trying to locate a hidden door that did not announce itself.
So yes, I sat at their table.
I ate their food.
And I received their love.
But it took me far too long to put the pieces together. And for that, I do apologize. I made them wait for so long. I am deeply sorry.
16.02.2026.