They sat down to eat bread; and they lifted up their eyes and looked, and, behold, a company of Ishmeelites came from Gilead with their camels bearing spicery and balm and myrrh...

Genesis 37:25

I have a box. A special box that I call Treasure.

Inside, you'll find bottles of rare and ancient oils, precious absolutes, and ingredients I've collected over years of scouring the globe. Each bottle holds not just a substance, but a story, a piece of history, a fragment of ancient wisdom, a connection to something far greater than myself.

This box has been my constant companion through countless hours of research, diving deep into biblical scriptures, exploring the properties of resins and oils, translating ancient Greek and Hebrew texts to understand not just what these ingredients are, but why they were chosen thousands of years ago. From the balm and myrrh carried by traders in Genesis to the precious anointing oils described in Exodus, these ingredients have been treasured for millennia.

But the real story of Treasure, the collection you see today, began in a way I never expected.

A Son's Discovery

After 30 years of living overseas, I returned to the UK. One day, my son was out exploring around Plymouth when he came across something that would change both of our lives: the Church of St Demetrios and St Nikatas, a Greek Orthodox Church.

He came home with an excitement in his eyes I hadn't seen in a while. "Mum, you have to see this place. Can we go?"

Without knowing much about the Greek Orthodox faith, we walked through those doors the following Sunday. And the moment we stepped inside, it felt like stepping back in time. Nothing changed, nothing lost in translation. Pure scripture. Pure tradition. Pure faith.

The First Service

That first Sunday, we arrived early, not really knowing what to do or the order of service. There was an elderly Cypriot lady sitting on the left side pew, and Father Gregory, whom we could see busy in the Holy Sanctuary. We sat on the right side, our eyes immediately drawn to the icons adorning every surface.

The intricate wooden paneled screen, the Iconostasis, separated us from the Sanctuary where the altar stood. I learned later that the church is divided into three parts: The Narthex (vestibule), The Nave (the temple proper), and The Sanctuary (altar). Each with its own sacred purpose.

But it was the scent that transported me.

The incense being burned in the censer filled the air, and suddenly I was somewhere else entirely. These were the very resins I had explored while sourcing ingredients. The frankincense. The myrrh. The ancient aromatics that had filled my treasure box and my research.

"And if ought of the flesh of the consecration, or of the bread, remain unto the morning, then thou shalt burn the remainder with fire: it shall not be eaten, because it is holy." (Exodus 29:34) The holy oils, the sacred resins, these weren't just historical curiosities. They were living traditions, still being used in worship just as they had been thousands of years ago.

My love of history, my passion for exploration, my curious mind that never stops researching, it all came together in that moment. This was where I belonged.

When Treasure Met Faith

After that first service, I went home and opened my Treasure box with new eyes. The research began again, but this time with deeper purpose. I dove back into biblical oils mentioned throughout scripture, understanding them now not just as ingredients, but as sacred elements used in worship, healing, and anointing for millennia.

"Consider the lilies how they grow: they toil not, they spin not; and yet I say unto you, that Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these." (Luke 12:27)

The beauty of botanicals, the wisdom in their natural properties, it's all there in scripture. The Rose of Sharon, the lily of the valleys (Song of Songs 2:1-2), the olive branch brought back by the dove (Genesis 8:11), the myrtle and palm branches gathered in celebration (Nehemiah 8:15), each plant mentioned carries significance, purpose, healing.

"For all flesh is as grass, and all the glory of man as the flower of grass." (Isaiah 40:6) Yet in their brief time, these flowers and plants offer us so much: beauty, healing, nourishment for body and soul.

Every product collection I develop has purpose and meaning, that's always been my way. But Treasure felt different. More significant. More intentional.

When I formulate a collection of fine oils, I create a storyboard to draw inspiration from. Colours, textures, stories, history: they all weave together to help me craft not just the products, but the labels, the names, the entire experience.

The ingredients themselves echo the precious gifts spoken of in scripture: "Take of the best fruits in the land in your vessels, and carry down the man a present, a little balm, and a little honey, spices, and myrrh, nuts, and almonds." (Genesis 43:11) These weren't ordinary ingredients, they were treasures, valuable enough to be presented as gifts to royalty.

"I have exalted the tender plant like a rose growing by the brook; and as a cedar in Libanus have I given a smell of sweetness like cinnamon and aromatic balm." (Ecclesiasticus 24:18) The sacred texts speak of aromatics with reverence, understanding that these plants carried within them something precious: healing, beauty, and blessing.

Even the fields and gardens are described with divine purpose: "If God so clothe the grass, which is to day in the field, and to morrow is cast into the oven; how much more will he clothe you?" (Matthew 6:30) If such care is given to the temporary grass, how much more intention should we bring to what we create from these botanical gifts?

Honouring the Journey

The naming of these products was deeply personal. I wanted to honour the people I care about, those who have impacted my life and shaped my journey. Each product has its own story behind its name: connections to people, places, and moments that mattered.

Through this journey, I chose and felt called to the Greek Orthodox faith. It has become an important part of my life, grounding me in tradition while inspiring my work in ways I'm still discovering.

And as a mother, I feel profoundly blessed. My son, the same young man who found that church in Plymouth, has chosen to enter seminary training to become an Orthodox Priest. Watching him follow his calling while I follow mine has been one of the greatest gifts of my life.

The Collection

This is why I've named this collection Treasure.

Because that's what it is. Each bottle holds treasures from across the globe, formulated with intention, blessed with prayer, and created with the kind of care that only comes from deep belief in what you're making.

"His remembrance shall not depart away, and his name shall not be abolished from generation to generation." (Ecclesiasticus 39:17) Just as the ancient aromatics have been remembered and treasured through millennia, I hope these formulations carry forward the same wisdom and care.

The ingredients I source are rare. Some I harvest myself. Because of this, Treasure is blended only in small batches, each one as precious and intentional as the last.

A Final Note

If Treasure calls to you, I recommend pre-ordering. These small batches mean limited availability, and once they're gone, it may be some time before the next batch is ready.

But that's the nature of treasure, isn't it? Rare. Valuable. Worth waiting for.

Thank you for letting me share this story with you. For allowing me to bring a piece of my journey, my faith, my history, my treasure, into your self-care rituals.

With love and gratitude,

Rebecca Day

The Treasure Collection launches November 1st, 2025. Pre-orders available now.