Healing with SoulHouse

10/02/2025

Turning obstacles into opportunities: using negative reflections as a springboard to motivation - hey whatever it takes we push forward

10/02/2025

Life is short. Tread well. Be grateful . Gratitude is the funnel for blessings

10/02/2025

I am a miracle magnet

09/02/2025

These banks. This water. The Sea of Galilee, shimmering under the sun, holds mysteries far beyond its gentle waves. This is the very water where Jesus walked, defying nature itself. Many see it as a place of miracles—I believe it is the most healing body of water in the world. Each time I immerse myself, submerging seven times, I feel cleansed a thousand lifetimes over. But it was on these very banks that I first met Jesus—not just as a historical figure, but as a presence so loving, so intoxicating, I was overwhelmed. In that moment, I asked Him how He walked on water. The answer I heard was simple yet profound: “I became light.” At first, I thought He meant spiritually light, but as the day unfolded, the meaning struck me—it was scientific. In Hebrew, the word for “light” (as in bright) and “light” (as in weight) are nearly identical, except for one extra letter—the letter that represents God. It was then that I realized: to defy the weight of this world, we must be filled with divine light. The experience blew my mind.

09/02/2025

Mary’s Well in Ein Kerem is traditionally associated with the place where the Virgin Mary stopped to drink while visiting her cousin Elizabeth, the mother of John the Baptist. The well is considered sacred, with many believing its waters hold healing properties. The site is definitely a spiritual vortex, enhancing divine encounters. When I visited, I felt Mother Mary’s presence—strong, unwavering, and deeply guiding. Her energy was not just nurturing but also strict, imparting wisdom about my role as a woman, wife, and mother. The messages I received were profound, reminding me of the strength, devotion, and purpose woven into feminine spirituality.

09/02/2025

The Church of St. John in Ein Kerem, Hills of Jerusalem.

St. John the Baptist, often considered the first hermit and father of Monasticism, retreated into the wilderness to live a life of solitude, prayer, and asceticism. He is known for his prophetic role in preparing the way for Jesus, calling for repentance, and baptizing followers in the Jordan River. His deep connection to Ein Kerem, a picturesque village near Jerusalem is believed to be his birthplace. According to the Gospel of Luke, Ein Kerem was home to his parents, Zechariah and Elizabeth, and the site of the Virgin Mary’s visit to Elizabeth, known as the Visitation. John’s early life in this quiet, hilly region may have influenced his later choice to withdraw into the Judean desert, where he lived on locusts and wild honey, embodying the hermitic ideal of spiritual isolation and devotion. It is here, I connected to the energy of St. John and received incredible insights on the importance of solitude and prayer for finding answers, and the power to follow ones own path.

28/05/2020

Whether you are still in lockdown, or coming back out into the world, these are globally trying times for sure!

Anxiety and fear of the unknown can be debilitating and once we have created a safe space for ourselves, coming back out into the world can feel overwhelming.

Join us on Weds June 3 eve for a meditation that will release anxiety pent up in your system and help you advance in your life with positivity and desire.

Session will be held on zoom. Look forward to seeing you there.

ZOOM LINK: https://us04web.zoom.us/j/5783868138?pwd=MlpTZE1IVmtUZEx3aXh2aDN0dEJ5dz09

Meeting ID: 578 386 8138
Password: 34389

04/04/2020

This was written just over 1 week ago:

Thurs 26 March —Day 11 of lockdown in Tel Aviv

Today I finally fully emerged from the depths of a long dark night of the soul. It began with a wave of nausea last Monday and then developed into an inability to take a deep breath, accompanied by sleepless nights.

Corona? Anxiety? Who knows. It’s all part of the same thing anyway, right? We’re all going through this one way or another.

The journey began exactly two weeks ago. Thursday March 12, my kids enjoyed their last day of school. The government decided to lock us all down with as little social connecting as possible. My husband decided to paint the apartment. This may have been part of the reason that by Monday, I found it difficult to breath.

By Wednesday, after 2 white nights, I begged the doctor for a corona test, I begged the Medical aid, I begged the emergency red cross. “ I Can’t breathe! I really Can’t breathe!”
They all had the same response: No temperature, no test!
The doctor prescribed Vaben, an anti anxiety pill, Loxiterm, a sleeping tablet/anti anxiety and a steroid pump for my breathing. I gobbled and inhaled it all down. The symptoms continued. Difficulty taking a full breath, except when I was fast asleep intoxicated by a sleeping pill.

I’m a healer, who has survived cancer and consider myself super strong, but this was taking me right out. As I entered the darkness within me, deep inside my body, I found my fears. Fear of dying. Fear of being hospitalised and being separated from my children, fear of loosing my mind. Fear of a World War two like outcome. One by one, I released each fear and my breath slowly returned. I cried to my mother and my sister and realised I was not alone. My children were not alone. I had support. I forgave myself for being a s**t daughter and forgave my mother for being human and found a new love for her, and way of showing my care and receiving hers. I found my connection to God again, in the understanding that this is his gift to us, for our own growth.

And finally today, I emerged, happy and healthy.
As our lives become smaller and smaller, we truly realise what we love, what turns us on, what is important to us. Painting with my children, writing, meditating with my clients, connecting deep deep to the energy of Creator.

My children, my children, my children, how I enjoy them.
At night we lie together and say the Shema Israel. And then I ask God to protect us all, all my beloveds and the whole world, and to lift this virus from us. And then my adorable 7-year-old Elyh pipes up, “No, I don’t want the Corona to go, because then I have to go back to school. I want to stay home with you.” Well, what more can I ask for as a reassurance that I'm doing this right.
But, I explain to him that even so, we should pray for this virus to disappear so people don't suffer.

I made chicken soup today. Chicken soup like my Ashkenazi Saftas made in Eastern Europe. My late father loved that chicken soup. So does my son. Each member of my little family likes their soup served differently. Elyh likes his soup with a kneidel ball, soup liquid, carrot, potato and chicken pieces. Mia likes her soup Lybian style like her dad- soup liquid and heaps of couscous. Almost a porridge-like consistency/ratio. My hubby likes his with a squeeze of lemon and extra salt. Everything with extra salt. I’m not a huge chicken soup fan, but I had a small bowl today. I took all the celery leaves, a piece of zucchini and carrot. As I looked into the soup, memories of my father and my grandmother and the suffering they endured during the Holocaust washed over me along with so much gratitude. So much gratitude for the fact that even though our lives have become so small and confined, we are together, we are healthy, I can speak to my loved ones who are not with me, I have more than enough food, I have a roof over my head, I am not threatened by man’s evil.

We jumped on the trampoline today and made animal sounds and laughed and laughed. My space is small. But it will do. Today I am grateful for all I have. I pray that each day during this time of Corona will pass as peacefully as today. And I pray that we come out of it soon, so we can hug the trees and run free and appreciate this magnificent world we have taken for granted.

While making challah last Friday, I had a thought. It came through more like a divine message. It went like this… “You are not bad people, you have been way worse in times before. You are not murderous and evil. The problem with all of you is that you are like little children, bratty, greedy, insatiable. You need to become more aware of waste and excess. You need to become more aware and caring of this earth and all it’s creatures.”

May mama-earth heal. May we heal. May we be reunited soon.

04/04/2020

https://www.facebook.com/tracy.h.ginsburg/posts/10159639244274922

Shira is 10-years-old.
Her poem to Covid -19 is so special!

31/03/2020

In these trying times, anxiety, lack of control and fear comes up in waves, overwhelming us. It is crucial that we take care of our ourselves, physically, mentally and spiritually.

Please take the time to silence the mind, breathe deep and meditate.

This meditation manifested to create inner peace, nurture faith and connect to deep spiritual energy for protection, guidance and health.

Please share it with anyone you think it could help.

With love and blessings Healing with SoulHouse

14/03/2020

Always look on the bright side of life.

Lockdown

Yes there is fear.

Yes there is isolation.

Yes there is panic buying.

Yes there is sickness.

Yes there is even death.

But,

They say that in Wuhan after so many years of noise

You can hear the birds again.

They say that after just a few weeks of quiet

The sky is no longer thick with fumes

But blue and grey and clear.

They say that in the streets of Assisi

People are singing to each other

across the empty squares,

keeping their windows open

so that those who are alone

may hear the sounds of family around them.

They say that a hotel in the West of Ireland

Is offering free meals and delivery to the housebound.

Today a young woman I know

is busy spreading fliers with her number

through the neighbourhood

So that the elders may have someone to call on.

Today Churches, Synagogues, Mosques and Temples

are preparing to welcome

and shelter the homeless, the sick, the weary

All over the world people are slowing down and reflecting

All over the world people are looking at their neighbours in a new way

All over the world people are waking up to a new reality

To how big we really are.

To how little control we really have.

To what really matters.

To Love.

So we pray and we remember that

Yes there is fear.

But there does not have to be hate.

Yes there is isolation.

But there does not have to be loneliness.

Yes there is panic buying.

But there does not have to be meanness.

Yes there is sickness.

But there does not have to be disease of the soul

Yes there is even death.

But there can always be a rebirth of love.

Wake to the choices you make as to how to live now.

Today, breathe.

Listen, behind the factory noises of your panic

The birds are singing again

The sky is clearing,

Spring is coming,

And we are always encompassed by Love.

Open the windows of your soul

And though you may not be able

to touch across the empty square,

Sing.

- Br. Richard Hendrick, OFM
March 13th 2020

art | Unknown