Month: May 2026

Rozana Day 1 – Hebron and Hope

Posted on by Keith Dvorchik

I’m here in Israel with my client, Rozana. Founded in 2013, Rozana works with medical diplomacy, peace through healthcare. It’s an amazing organization that partners Israeli hospitals and medical related organizations with Palestinian hospitals and medical related organizations. As I reviewed their website and the programs they run, I became excited about the opportunity to work with them. I had many friends who shook their heads, wished me good luck, in what they thought was a hopeless effort.

This week Rozana brought members of their international board for site visits to see the work first hand. I was invited to join them and jumped at the chance to see the work in person and to meet the people doing the work and those impacted by it. The President of their American, Australian, UK, and Israeli branches all joined us along with the president of Rozana International and the CEO, CFO, and COO along with a few other members of team. It is an impressive group of people who I have gotten to know very quickly and really like.

Today we visited Hebron. I’ve been there before but only in the small, Jewish part. I loved the small Jewish part and the time I spent at the tombs of the Patriarchs and Matriarchs is indescribable. This was the Palestinian side. I didn’t know what to expect. Our first stop was in the village of Beit Oula, on the outskirts of Hebron. Rozana’s women4women mobile clinic was there. When we arrived, there was an educational session happening about menstrual health. We take for granted that women know about this but in remote areas of area C, that isn’t the case. I watched as these women listened intently to the doctor who was educating them. They do this type of education about women’s health every time the mobile clinic arrives. The clinic has everything needed for women’s health – all the equipment including sonograms, glucometers, fetal heart monitors, etc. This type of healthcare is not availble to the women in the remote areas the clinic serves and they wouldn’t have any access with Rozana. We heard from the woman who lets Rozana use her space for free about how important this was. We heard from the Program Manager about her experiences and the impact they are having. We heard from the head doctor, a midwife, and a phsychologist about the work they do and how impactful it is. They told us about a woman who was diagnosed at a regular clinic with ovarian cysts. It turned out she was 4 months pregnant. Another woman who was having a medical emergency that the clinic diagnosed quickly and was able to get her to an Israel hospital in time for her to deliver the baby and to save her life. Without Rozana and the women4women clinic, both these women would have died.

Women at the educatinal training
Photo of the woman4woman team and Rozana by Dana Bar Simon Tov
Mobile women’s clinic
Inside the women’s mobile clinic
The mobile clinic

The clinic was donated by the Church of Latter Day Saints (Mormons) and is staffed by Palestinian women doctors, nurses, midwives, physical therapists, physchologists, and physiotherapists. It is a true multi-disciplanary team, all provided by Rozana. They visit 3 villages every week. They used to visit 5 villages a week, however the settler violence has made it unsafe for the Rozana staff to go to some of the places they used to go. One of the women who came for the clinic shared how the settlers attacked the 12 women coming the night before and as a result, she was the only one who was willing to walk there today. She had to go the long way and it took her 2 hours to get there and it would be two hours to walk home. She missed the educational part but was going to be able to get the medical care she needed. She told us how important this was to her and she wasn’t willing to miss it.

I was blown away by the work. Seeing the impace on these women, hearing their stories, and seeing the care, committment and passion of these doctors and nurses was inspiritng. I’ve written about my need for hope and the time spent in Beit Oula with the women4women mobile clinic did a lot to inspire me. It’s something the media never covers. Stories of Israeli and Palestinian partnership that you will never hear about. A possible future that the political leaders throughout the world say they want to see but I’m not sure they really do.

Our second stop was at Al Ahli hospital in Hebron. We met with the head of the hospital along with the board of directors, all men except for the board president, who was a woman. They were all successful businessmen who care about healthcare and want to make the hospital great. Al Ahli hospital partners with both Sheba hospital and Hadassah hospital. Once again, nothing you would hear in the news – Israeli hospitals partnering with Palestinian hospitals. But it is happening and in a very meaningful way. Rozana partnered with Al Ahli hospital to train 16 pediatric and adult ICU doctors. Those 16 were given the skills to both use and to teach others. Since that training by Rozana, Al Ahli hospital has trained more than 100 additional ICU doctors. Talk about a return on investment! The hospital provides more than 34 clinics to the people, including project smile where they repair things like cleft palates.

The hospital staff and board were amazing. Friendly. Kind. They had incredible fruit and juices out for us to eat. They brought us coffee (if you’ve never had the deep, dark, powerful Arab coffee you don’t know what you are missing). As we talked about opportunities, it was exciting to see how much they wanted our partnership and how important it is to the hospital and the key decision makers. Another story the media will never tell you. Another narrative blocked from the world view.

Al Ahli hospital
They welcomed us with incredible hospitality
Operation Smile clinic

Our final stop in Hebron was at the Al Rakma Rehabilitation hospital. This is a brand new rehabilitation hospital that is set to open in the next few weeks that will be operated by the Green Land Society for Health Development. It was still under construction when we visited today. This brand new, 7 story hospital is designed by Dr. Akram Amro with incredible foresight and thought. They will provide physical therapy, prosthetics, hydrotherapy, and trauma recovery for neurological, orthopedic, and pediatric patients. Partnering with Alyn Children’s Hospital to train their doctors, nurses, physical therapists, physiotherapists, and support staff how to work with children with disabilities, Al Rakma will be at the cutting edge of rehabilitation treatment.

Rozana has been working with them for years, starting with their Wheels of Hope program that helps ambulences get critically ill pacients out of the West Bank to Israeli hospitals. Often times the delay due to security or there being no ambulance to take them to an Israeli hospital has dire results. They then moved on to partnering on the women4women project. Next was the Day After project – the need for a rehabilitation hospital. Rozana was involved with funding the construction project, one of the very few capital projects the will do, because of how compelling the need is along with the power of Dr. Akram Amro’s vision. As part of this program, Al Rakma is copying the work done in Israel by Yad Sarah, in loaning out medical equipment. They started with wheelchairs and are growing and moving forward with other items. Ultimately, when the time is right, they want to bring 120 children from Gaza who need rehabilitation, prostetics, OT, PT, and/or mental health treatment. For children, who rapidly outgrow their prostetics, the plan is to 3-D print them so they are inexpensive and easily replaceable. Dr. Amro is brilliant and hearing him talk through his plans was exciting.

The therapy pool which will be fully functional in 2 weeks
View of Hebron from Al Rakma Hospitals 6th floor garden deck

Over lunch, I had a chance to spend some time in deep conversation with a few of the Palestinian doctors who are connected to Dr. Amro and the Al Rakma hospital. One of them, Muhammad, was beyond inspiring. He did his training outside the West Bank and finished his studies in Turkey. He chose to return to the West Bank to teach at the University. As we talked, I realized how much we had in common. He talked about the evil of Hamas and how if they were ever to take over in the West Bank how he would leave immediately. He complained about a lack of diversity in the medical school and his desire to have people from other countries; France, Spain, Germany, the US, and even Israel studying in the West Bank. The need for exposure to other cultures was critical to ensure a future with peace and harmony. It was inspiring to hear his passion about a better future. We scanned our WhatsApp codes to keep in touch and he invited me on my next visit to come visit the University. I plan to take him up on the offer.

Our final site visit was at Magen David Adom (MDA). What would MDA have to do with Palestinians? A new program created in partnership with Rozana is teaching Arabs and Jewish women how to be ambulance drivers. Along with regular driving, this 9 month program teaches them all Hebrew (many of the Israelis had made aliyah and struggled with Hebrew), phlebotomy, and how to be a first responder. Each of the women told their story and it was fascinating to hear what brought them to the program, what their desire was, and what they planned to do next. One woman came from a religious muslim family. Another came from a religious Jewish family that she had left behind. She talked about having never met a Palestinian before or eating their food, and then commented how delicious it was. All the women talked about how the program had brought them in touch with people different from them and how grateful they were they had this opportunity. They talked about how close they had gotten and how it felt like family. What incredible success. Learning skills to not only get a job but also to save lives all while breaking down barriers and creating real realtionships between Israelis and Palestinians.

The women at Magen David Adom invlved in the ambulance program

I wrote recently about my challenge in finding hope. Today was all about hope. Hope for a different and better future. Hope for a different and better today. Lots of people talk about potential peace between Israel and Palestine. Rozana is making it happen every single day. To hear about the partnerships between Israeli and Palestinian hospitals that is happening right now, every day, was inspiriing. Meeting the nurses and doctors trained in Israeli hospitals and then taking that knowledge to train their peers was inspiring. Hearing the gratitidue from Palestinian women about the opportunities that Rozana and their Israeli peers have given them was inspiring. Thee are real people, living every day with things we only read about in the newspaper or hear about on the news telling and showing us a different reality, a different today, and the possibility for a very different future. As somebody who believes the the Jews aren’t going anywhere and the Palestinians aren’t going anywhere either, so we have to find a way to live together, I saw that today in all four site visits. I saw a future that I struggled to hold on to before seeing it live today. I added a few new Palestinian friends today to those I met during my Encounter program. Real people who want to live their lives in peace. Who invited me to visit their homes, meeting their families, and into their lives. Tomorrow we are off to Ramallah to see and learn more.

I am not naive that this will be easy. I don’t believe it will be simple. I don’t believe this will be quick. But I do believe that it is possible and can happen. That’s a far cry from the hopelessness that you get from the media and that friends and I have discussed repeatedly over lunch.

Hope isn’t dead when you open your eyes and see what is happening. Today with Rozana popped my eyes wide open. Today opened my heart. I still have lots of conflicting emotions and there are challenges ahead, but I see a pathway happening in real time, today. As I looked out over Jerusalem from our Rozana dinner at the sun setting on Jerusalem and the beauty of the night looking out over Jerusalem, I couldn’t help but being overcome with hope. With the ability to dream. And the desire to continue to struggle with my own beliefs while supporting those who are actively making this hope and dreams into reality. I have a part to play in building a better future for the world and I couldn’t be more grateful to Rozana for showing it to me.

The Beauty of Jerusalem

Posted on by Keith Dvorchik

On Thursday morning I left for Israel. Sitting next to me on the flight to NY were a young couple who engaged me about where I was going. When I said that I was connecting to Tel Aviv, they were excited to ask questions about Tel Aviv, Israel, and if Christians were able to go to the Christian holy sites. I was thrilled that they wanted to ask these questions and yet also sad that they didn’t know that it has only been when the holy sites are under the control of Israel that everybody has access to their holy sites. I was glad that they asked and from their responses, I think they were glad they asked. It shows just how far behind we are with education people about Israel.

I arrived in Israel early this morning. It was a different feeling as it felt like I was in Israel as I boarded the El Al flight at JFK. I was surrounded by Jews, Arabs, and Christians, all going to Israel. It was a warm, comforting feeling. I had to get up at 4 am for my flight from Orlando, so I was already tired when I boarded El Al. I think I slept more on this flight than any one I have previously, only getting up for the two meals and to prepare for landing.

That sounds a little strange since most people think I’m flying into a war zone, a dangerous place, a scary place. I feel like I’m flying home. Unlike most flights to Israel, when we landed, there wasn’t big applause from the passengers. Perhaps it is because the passengers are different now. They also feel like they are coming home rather than going to “The Holy Land.” It was clear the plane was full of people who have connections to Israel, not just tourists.

I took the train from Tel Aviv to Jerusalem, a beautiful, fast, and inexpensive way to get from one city to the other. I likely wouldn’t have even gotten out of Tel Aviv in the 30 minutes it took to get to Jerusalem. Yet another thing people don’t know or understand about Israel. The train was filled with lots of different types of people. The diversity of Israel is amazing.

I dropped my bags at the hotel and went to walk the streets of Jerusalem. I found a nice coffee place and had a great conversation with the barista. Then I sat outside with my ‘Cafe Afuk’ (latte), relaxing in the beautiful weather, the peace of Jerusalem, and took it all in. The weather is spectacular. It was early morning so it was quiet. My heart and soul were full as I thought about how incredible it is that 2000 years after the Jews were expelled from this land by the Roman, we have a Jewish state and I am not only in it, but I’m in Jerusalem, the city built by King David thousands of years ago.

After coffee, I had to go to Machane Yehuda, the shuk. Normally when I go on Shabbat it is close to noon and it is packed with people shopping for Shabbat. Because it was early in the morning, it was not filled with Shabbat shopping craziness and I got to really enjoy walking the streets, browsing the stalls, and taking it all in. I stopped at Gluless, an amazing Gluten Free bakery that on Fridays has freshly baked gluten free Challah and Babka. It’s such a treat to buy freshly baked Challah and babka that is gluten free. (For those who don’t know, I have Celiac so can’t eat any gluten). Because it’s the beginning of my 12 day trip, I didn’t go crazy and buy as much as usual because I didn’t want it to go bad before I return home. I still bought plenty! I stopped for fresh dates and walnuts (replace the pit with the walnut and you have an incredibly delicious treat). I bought a nice bottle of wine for my Shabbat hosts (you never come empty handed and you don’t want to insult your host by bringing food unless asked to do so).

During my 20 minute walk back to my hotel, I was truly captivated by the reality of Israel and Jerusalem. It was quiet, peaceful, and I walked past Jews, Arabs and Christians. It is not what people see on the news. The people are not the villians the media wants to project. The country is beautiful, peaceful, filled with spirituality and connection. Unlike in America, I felt an intimate connection to the country. There is somthing special about Israel for people of all faiths. As I walked, the sun was out, the air was brisk with a slight breeze. People were bustling around. There was an energy, a vibe in the air. I took it all in as my heart was filled with joy and love.

My room was ready early so I had a chance to shower after the flight and take a little nap. On my flight to Israel, I rarely have an issue with jetlag and the nap felt good. I had plans to meet with a friend of mine who is just back from milium (reserve duty) but is returning tomorrow night to, as he jokingly calls it, ‘northern, northern Israel’ (Lebanon). We went to another coffeeshop near my hotel (the coffeshops here are amazing), sat outside and talked. He has some great ideas and I’m excited to see how I can help him accomplish them. As we talked about the war and what the future looks like, he shared some of what he has seen and experienced since October 7th. Despite all that I know, despite all that I have learned and continue to learn, depsite the many, various experiences I have had in Israel and about Israel, I found myself wondering if I was naive. Our conversation brought up more questions than answers, but that is also the reality of Israel. It’s not simple. It’s not easy. It is very complex and part of the problem we face when it comes to Israel is that the world doesn’t want or like complex. They want simple and our enemies make it simple. Of course, in Israeli fashion, as we were finishing the conversation, he asked if I had plans for Shabbat and invited me to join him and his family. That is Israel. We are all family and Israelis don’t want anybody to be alone on Shabbat and not have a Shabbat table to join. I already had Shabbat plans and I’m not sure who was disappointed more about my not joining his family for Shabbat, him or me!

As I walked to my friend’s home, about 20 minutes from my hotel, I was struck by the quiet and peace of Shabbat coming in at dusk. Very few cars were on the road. People were in their homes getting ready. The city seemed empty. I took deep breaths as I walked, inhaling the fresh Jerusalem pre-Shabbat air. I found myself wanting to share that walk and the beauty of Jerusalem as Shabbat is coming in with the world. This is the Israel that people all over the world need to see, feel and experience. The deep spiritual connection. The history. The people who only want to live in peace, celebrate being Jewish in meaningful ways, and fully diverse.

My friend’s house was buzzing as she had three (3) of her daughters there along with her grandson (1) and grandaughter (3) and adorable dog. She had told me that her two sons were spending Shabbat and the weekend with friends while her other two daughters didn’t live close and were with their families – yes, she has 7 children from 26 to 10 years old). Her husband came home and I had a chance to finally meet him. We began talking and enjoying each others company. Then it was time to make Kiddush. We sat at the table and sang Shalom Aleichem as the 3-year old grandaughter was stunned that I knew the Hebrew. We sang Eyshet Chail (a woman of valor) which I have never really learned and really want to. They blessed their daughters and grandchildren. It was wholesome and beautiful. We said kiddush (again the 3 year old couldn’t believe I knew Hebrew in any form) and made motzi (I brought my gluten free challah not just for motzi but because I knew we’d have hummus, matbucha, and other things that I’d want challah for. The conversation was light, fun, deep, and enjoyable. The food was delicious (including the best homemade gefilte fish I have ever had – a little bit spicy and nothing like what we get in the jars in the United States). Then her husband began to break out in song. Each of their children has a special song they sing made up just for them and related to their name. It was beautiful. Their 10-year old daughter was embarrassed when he began to sing her song so I made sure she knew that it was just an Abba (father) thing and asked if there was a song for him. Of course there was and they all sang it together. After dinner we had turkish coffee and continued to talk.

This was one of the most fulfilling Shabbat dinners I have ever had and I grew up with Shabbat dinner at home every single week. The love in the family, the joy of being together, being included as a part of their family and really feeling it, and being in Israel, in Jerusalem, was really special. I have an open invitation every Shabbat to be part of their family and I can’t wait to be back in Jerusalem for Shabbat to join them. It captured everything that is beautiful and special about Judaism. It was a perfect example of the Israel and Israeli people that I love. They told me if I’m here with family or friends, bring them to and I plan on doing that.

I think about the joy at their Shabbat table while their son-in-law is in milium, the joy that was happening at my friend’s shabbat table 24 hours before he goes back to milium once again, and I find myself wondering why the world has such a difficult time understanding that we only want to live and have peace. Our goal is not world domination but to live fully Jewish lives in our homeland, Israel, or where we live in the diaspora. I find myself wondering what it would take for people to see and feel the beauty of Israel and Judaism.

They joined me for the start of my walk home as we continued to talk. I finished the walk alone. Walking the streets of Jerusalem at midnight with no fear, no reservation, and took in the beauty all around me. I snapped a couple of pictures that captivated me, that hopefully express a little of what it is like.

From the first time I stepped foot in Jerusalem in 1989, it has captured my heart and soul. Today it went even deeper. I think it’s because of all the people who were so concerned for my safety in coming here while I have no concerns. I think it’s because so many people believe what they see on TV or read in the newspapers instead of what it is really like.

This is going to be a unique trip for me. I’ll be spending time around Ramallah, in and around Hebron, and in Beit Yala, seeing, learning, and experiencing some incredible work. I’ll spend a night in Haifa near the top of the Bahai Gardens, one of the most beautiful things in the world. And I’ll get so spend some time in Tel Aviv enjoying the beach and time with friends. I’ll be writing about it all. With the way this trip has begun, I’m excited to experience every moment and share what I see, think, and feel.

Shabbat Shalom from Jerusalem

Our Jewish and Israel Education has failed

Posted on by Keith Dvorchik

The last few days I have seen both a friend of mine and a celebrity who are both very publicly Jewish and pro-Israel take a tremendous amount of abuse online for being Zionists. In both instances, it was clarified that being a Zionist means that you support there being a Jewish state of Israel. In both instances, the antisemites decided to change that to something that fit their narrative instead. Being a Zionist meant you were a baby killer. To them it means you are hateful and discriminatory. They define it meaning that you believe in apartheid and murder of civilians. In their definition, Zionism is not racisim, it is Genocide. While being disgusted by the outpouring of public hate, I have become incredibly sad. Sad because our Jewish and Israel education has failed. We have not educated our own youth (and now young adults) about Israel, antisemitism, and Judaism. They don’t know enough to fight back and for many, this lack of knowledge has resulted in them agreeing with those who hate Jews. We have not bothered to make and build partnerships based on education and knowledge. We have failed and the resulting explosion of antisemitism and antizionism is the result.

The saddest part to me is that our Jewish leaders, for the most part, refuse to admit we have failed. They refuse to understand that what we have done for 50 plus years has not worked. The requirement to truly innovate, to bring both Israel and Jewish education into the 21st century isn’t something they are willing to do. They want to put a band-aid on it. Reduce education from 3 days a week when I grew up to 1 day a week because maybe then, parents will send their children and children will be willing to come. They aren’t willing to examine the reason WHY parents don’t want to send their children or the reason WHY children don’t want to attend. The lack of meaningful content. The lack of being challenged. The boring nature of the experience. In a TikTok world, many of our Israel and Jewish educators are living in dialup world.

I intentionally used the words “for the most part” and “many” because there is real innovation happening on a grass roots level. But it needs to be on an institutional level. It needs the backing of the major funders. It needs to be systemic because we are losing far too many people to the lies being told and to the lack of understanding what being Jewish means.

I grew up in a very Zionistic family. Unlike most American Jews, all four of my grandparents went to Israel. My parents and my in-laws have been to Israel. My wife and I have been to Israel. My sister and her husband have been to Israel. My brother and his wife have been to Israel. My aunt and uncle have been to Israel. A number of my cousins have been to Israel. The connection is strong and deep. Growing up, I didn’t think anything of that. It was normal. I have learned over the years that is not normal, that is not common. Yet it should be. We have failed.

Our Jewish schools, both the day schools and religious schools don’t do real Israel studies. They don’t teach the history of Zionism, the history of the modern state of Israel. Students learn Abraham, Isaac, Jacob, Sarah, Rebeccah, Rachel and Leah. They don’t learn about Herzl, Ben Gurion, Jabotinsky, Golda Meir, Moshe Dayan, Begin, Sharon or Rabin. They learn about Judah Macabee rebelling against the Hasmonians, but not about how in 1948, a ragtag Israeli army defeated 7 Arab countries who attacked them instead of accepting the partition plan which would have created an Arab state next to the Jewish state of Israel. They learn about Joshua and the walls of Jerico but they don’t learn about Ariel Sharon and the 6 day war or how Israel asked Jordan not to enter the war but they did anyway and lost Judea and Samaria. They teach Torah stories but not Torah learning. Memorizing the stories without understanding how to debate Torah and apply it to their daily lives. The get bored instead of excited. When they get older, they don’t know what it means to be Jewish or have any real information about Israel, other than the Hasbarah talking points they are given.

We don’t teach our children about how Israel left Gaza, removed every Jew from Gaza, relocating entire towns, to give the people of Gaza the opportunity to govern themselves. How the people of Gaza elected Hamas who promptly executed the leaders from Fatah (the PA) and turned Gaza into a terrorist haven. How Hamas took billions of dollars of aid and instead of building a country, built terror tunnels underground to terrorize and attack Israel. They aren’t taught how Hezbollah took over Lebanon from the Christian Lebanese government and turned it from “Paris of the middle east” into a terrorist haven.

It’s time for our legacy organizations to take the lead in changing this. The Orthodox, Conservative, Reform, and Reconstructionist movement can invest in an engaging curriculum that teaches how to engage with Torah and what it means to be Jewish in a fun and interesting manner. They can ensure there is real Israel content in this curriculum. The Day School movement can ensure that they are including real Israel education in their curriculum and challenging their students to learn how to debate Torah and make sure it is a living lesson, not a dusty scroll.

The TikTok generation gets all their news on social media. Unfortunately, the pro-Israel messages get lost because they aren’t creative, they share too much information to a generation that wants to watch a 30 second video. The piece below is amazing and I hope you read it. It is filled with details and information that most people don’t know. Yet it’s too long and too much reading for the TikTok generation. Until we invest in creative ways to engage them on their terms, we will lose. I can’t imagine my children spending the time to read this post. I wish they would but unless I pushed it, they wouldn’t. They’d watch a series of videos that engaged them though. These type of posts speak to my generation. We have nothing that speaks to the TikTok generation and we are losing them to the anti-Israel, anti-Zionist, antisemetic groups because they are more creative and are reaching them, even with lies and distortions.

I’ve had the privilege of seeing all sorts of organizations doing amazing work in bringing Judaism and arguing with Torah to life. Those who teach real Israel education in a compelling manner. The major institutional support isn’t behind them. They are more invested in continuing the status quo than truly innovating and solving the problem. Perhaps the first step is admitting we (and they) have a problem. Fighting antisemitism, Jew hatred, has to start at home. I hope our Jewish legacy organizations wake up before it is too late. The clock is ticking

A better Israel – A better world

Posted on by Keith Dvorchik

For the last few weeks, I have been focused on Israel in a different way. Rather than being focused on post October 7th, the war with Iran and with Hezbollah in Lebanon, and the cold ceasefire with Hamas in Gaza, I’ve been focused on a few NGOs that I work with that all are all dedicated, in one way or another to building a better Israel.

One of the reasons that I love the work I get to do is that I work with people and organizations that are committed to making the world a better place. The past few weeks and the upcoming 2 weeks are an example of that. I am lucky that I get to work with a few organizations in Israel and another one that works with Israeli’s in the United States. Each is working, in their own way, to make Israel, and the world, a better place. Each one inspires me on a daily basis with the work that they do. And the past few week, along with my upcoming trip to Israel for one of them, have been true inspirations at time where the world is deeply troubled and finding home can often be difficult.

This is designed to share the hope that I feel, the inspiration that I get, during these dark times. When a person running for the US House of Representatives talks about creating internment camps for Zionists, when the Mayor of our largest city celebrates Nakba Day, when a Nazi is running for the US House of Representatives, when the NY Times runs an absurd piece about Israel training dogs to rape male Palestinian prisoners, a sitting US Representative blames the Jews (.39% of the Kentucky population, less than 1% of his district’s population) for him losing big in the primary, the 1 year anniversary of the murder of Sarah Milgrim (z’l) and Yaron Lischinsky (z’l) as they left a Jewish event, the lies about how those arrested on the Flotilla were treated, the rise of settler violence that isn’t be prosecuted, and the horrible statements by Ben-Gvir, it’s easy to have no hope. I challenge that because there is so much good happening if you want to look. So I am going to share some of what that good is that inspires me on a daily bases, that gives me hope on a daily basis.

In May, I spent a week traveling with my friend Amit Shahar from Dror Israel. I’ve written about the work of Dror Israel before and it never ceases to amaze me. As we traveled the state, I got to hear him tell stories about the work that they do. The nearly 100,000 children in an Israeli Zionist Youth movement. The 58 Arab villages with more than 20,000 Arab children, actively participating in an Israeli, Zionist, youth movement. The new Urban Kibbutzim (city based where Dror Educators live together in an apartment building and work out in the community) in three (3) new communities. Their efforts to help bring young people back to the North and South of Israel since so few are returning after October 7th and the recent war with Iran.

The PR about Israel is horrible. The lies are told regularly on TikTok and through the media. Yet the stories of hope get no attention. The work Israel is doing to build a better society gets no attention. As we traveled the state, I loved the conversations we had with different people about the work of Dror. People were stunned. People were excited. I brought Amit to my Friday lunch group and we had an incredible conversation that went far beyond the meal. A group that typically talks about the challenges in the world and in Israel was inspired.

One of my favorite Dror programs is the stables they have at Kibbutz Eshbol in the north. The at risk children who attend the boarding school there work with the horses. The big, strong animals push back on them. The horses teach the children while the children are training the horses. It’s a beautiul thing to see. Amit sent me this picture when he returned to Israel because he knows how much I love Kibbutz Eshbol and the stables.

After finishing my week with Amit, I had one day of not traveling to catch up on other work and get a little rest. The next day, I returned to South Florida to discuss another client, The Israel Bridge. Most people have not heard of The Israel Bridge and don’t know what they do. It’s a fabulous organization that helps Israeli athletes come to the United States to play sports at Universities all over the country. They work with the Israeli student athletes to get them scholarships and help them plug in to their local Jewish and Israeli community. These student athletes serve as schlichim, emissaries, from Israel to their teammates and on campus. Many are active in their campus Hillel, Chabad, or Jewish campus organization, bringing Israel directly to both Jewish and non-Jewish students. Their status as scholarship athletes and IDF veterans give them an opportunity to engage students on campus about the realities on the ground, not the lies being told on TikTok, Facebook, X (Twitter), and other social media.

I had the opportunity last year to hear one of the athletes, Guy Finklestein, speak at an event here in Central Florida. He was incredibly inspiring. On their website, Guy is quoted saying:

“I served in Duvdevan, an elite IDF unit, and play college tennis. When war broke out after October 7th, I left a tournament in Indiana to return to Israel and serve two deployments in Gaza.
 
After months of combat, I came to Florida to reset, fell in love with Boca Raton’s Jewish community, and transferred to FAU to study computer science. I’m graduating in December 2025 and excited for what’s ahead while staying true to my roots and giving back.”

Guy Finklestein playing tennis while wearing his “Bring them home NOW” t-shirt, bringing awareness to the hostages that were held in Gaza.

The Israel Bridge supports more than 400 Israeli student athletes on more than 200 different Universities in the United States, and has helped secure more than $30 MILLION DOLLARS in scholarships for these Israeli athletes. At a time when so many people are concerned about the rise of antisemitism and the current campus climates, The Israel Bridge addresses it directly, bringing these amazing Israeli student athletes to so many campuses to be representatives of Israel and provide a peer to the students on campus to ask questions and learn from. At a time when it is easy to be pessimistic about the future in the United States for Jews, with the rise of antisemitism on the left and the right, The Israel Bridge is doing work that is impactful and provides me with hope for the future.

On Thursday of this week, I head to Israel. This will be my 26th trip and first since December 2025. For me, that’s a long time. Israel is in my heart and my soul. This trip is for yet another amazing organization, Rozana. Their mission is peacebuilding through health. They call it Healthcare Diplomacy. I’ll be spending 12 total days in Israel including 5 with Rozana, doing site visits in the West Bank along with some in Tel Aviv and Haifa. The work they do is amazing. At a time when a possible 2-state solution seems impossible, they are doing work on the ground that provides hope that perhaps it will be possible in the future.

From training Palestinian doctors and nurses in Israeli hospitals alongside Israeli doctors and nurses to providing women’s health in Area C where access to healthcare for women is challenging, Rozana is making a difference. Their mobile clinics in Gaza give hope that the people of Gaza will see the value in living side by side with Israel. The rehabilitation center in Hebron provides critical care for those Palestinians who need those services and otherwise wouldn’t get it. We all know the store of Yaya Sinwar and how Israel saved his life only for him to be the architect of October 7th. We can’t afford to let his story stop us from having hope for a future with peace. It’s easy to let his story deter us from doing what is necessary to create the opportunity for peace. Whether it takes 5, 10, 20, or 50 years, the work of Rozana provides hope for a brighter future.

Rozana’s Women4Women mobile clincs

I am excited to see the work of Rozana in person, to meet the Palestinians who are part of the work of Rozana making a difference and creating hope. If you believe, as I do, that the Jews are not going anywhere and that the Palestinians aren’t going anywhere, ultimately we have to find a way to live together. This isn’t me being naive, but rather being a realist. It won’t be easy and it won’t be fast, but if we don’t start now, it will never happen.

I’ll be writing a lot about what I see and experience during my time with Rozana and my time in Israel. From Shabbat in Jerusalem to the site visits with Rozana, to a few days in Tel Aviv before flying back, there is much to see and experience. I’m looking forward to sharing it.

I am very lucky. In a world where it is hard to find hope, to be inspired for a better future, I get to be inspired every single day. I get to work with people who are actively making the world a better place. I see it in person when I go to Israel or when I hear the student athletes talk about their experiences. I hope to inspire others as I share my experiences and the things that give me hope.

Friday I’ll be in Jerusalem. I’ll go to Machane Yehuda (the market) and feel the energy. I’ll join friends for Shabbat dinner at their home. Saturday I’ll go to the Kotel. I’ll wander the old city. I’ll relax while absorbing the specialness of Jerusalem. Sunday I get to start my Rozana journey and see their work in person. Thursday night I’ll be in Tel Aviv, staying at my favorite hotel right on the beach. Jewish history to Jewish future to the Jewish present. What an incredible 12 days I have ahead.

Talking about hope, a friend shared this video with me. With all the lies about Israel, it’s a beautiful and powerful way to combat them. It gives me hope that maybe Israel will improve their PR and move into the TikTok and Instagram world to share the truth in a compelling way. I hope you enjoy it.

Touching my heart

Posted on by Keith Dvorchik

Last week had two significant interviews that touched my heart. I also had a friend share his opening talk at his business’s conference. Each of them, in their own ways, found their way into my soul. Each of them left me thinking deeply about my family and how blessed I am. Each of them reminded me of what is really important in the world. All three of them filled me with gratitude and taught me multiple lessons about life, values, grief, and community. The video of all three are included in this post. I urge you to watch them all. If you are like me, they will impact you deeply.

Yaron Bibas

Since October 7, 2023, the Bibas family has been front of mind for so many people. The iconic image of Shiri Bibas, holding her sons, 4 year old Ariel and 8 month old Kfir, as Hamas kidnapped them and took them into Gaza as hostages is one everybody has seen. I had their pictures at my Passover Seder on empty chairs to remember them, make sure they could ‘be’ at a Seder, and ensure that we didn’t forget that this beautiful family had been kidnapped, taken into captivity as hostages, and was likely being poorly treated. People wore Batman costumes for Purim since he was Ariel’s favorite superhero. What we didn’t know at the time was that Shiri, Ariel, and Kfir, had already been brutally murdered by Hamas. These two beautiful children were choked to death. A Hamas terrorist put his hands around their neck and squeezed the life out of them.

Yarden Bibas, the husband of Shiri and father of Ariel and Kfir, was also taken hostage. He was kept separate from his family and didn’t know if they were alive or dead. When he was released, he learned the horrible news that he had lost his entire family. His precious wife and his beautiful children. Yarden, unlike other hostages who were released, chose to withdraw. He didn’t write a book, he didn’t give interviews, he wasn’t public. As somebody with a wife and 2 sons, I can’t even imagine the pain Yarden deals with on a daily basis. I don’t ever want to understand what that type of loss is like. Yet Yarden eventually chose to speak. He gave his first interview last week and you can watch it below. It is painful. It is beautiful. It is crushing. Watching videos of him with the Ariel and Kfir breaks my heart. Seeing the love that he and Shiri shared and hearing how much he depended on her broke my heart. Hearing his struggle to be alive was painful. It’s also a reminder to appreciate every single day. To love your family and make sure they know how much you love them. Ensure you don’t waste a single day because you never know when the last day will be. I hope that you watch and that it impacts you the way it impacted me.

Mark Schnurman

Mark is a long time friend and fraternity brother from college. We lost touch over the years. After October 7th, we reconnected. We texted, zoomed, and spoke on the phone. In September of 2024 we met in Israel and got to hang out. Even he will tell you that he is an October 8th Jew – awoken by the horrific events that happened on October 7th. After never visiting Israel in his life, since October 7th he has now been 7 times. It was a transformative experience for him and his wife, Lisbeth. They are passionate and philanthropic. They are generous and giving. They are real and not afraid to share their feelings and what is important to them. They are real inspirations.

As you listen to Mark talk passionately about why he chose to sell The Perfect Franchise (TPF), you will begin to understand his passion for Judiasm and for Israel. You will see how an awakening on October 7th created an opportunity to explore and understand the beauty of both Judaism and Israel. What I love about Mark is that his experience is available to each and every one of us. It is not unique. It is not limited. We all have the opportunity to understand more, to learn more, to get involved and make a difference. Mark and I often talk about how each of us, in our limited way, is working to change the world. How we each have that responsibility to do our part. To learn. To experience. There is nothing like going to Israel and volunteering. Helping to build the only Jewish state. Being in our homeland in the same place that our ancestors were thousands of years ago. Connecting with the Israeli people.

Mark teaches us all a lesson. It’s never too late to make a change. It’s never too late to invest in Jewish identity, connection to Israel and to the Jewish people. We all have the ability to make that decision today. We all have the ability to find a teacher, a mentor and learn. We all have the ability to do a little something Jewish that we haven’t done before. Light Shabbat candles. Have challah on Friday night with your dinner. Ensure that the entire family is together on Friday night to make it a Shabbat dinner, whether you say prayers or not. Growing up, my parents had the requirement that we all be together for Shabbat dinner. We could go out afterwards, but Shabbat dinner was sacred. It created a Jewish connection for my brother, my sister and me.

As you listen to Mark talk, don’t just hear his words. Feel his emotion. Feel that connection. Allow it to create a spark inside you to take that next step, whatever it may be, to get just a little more Jewishly connected. It doesn’t matter what that actually is, just something meaningful to you. And if you aren’t Jewish, let his emotion be an inspiration for you to reach out to your friends who are Jewish to check in on them. To make sure they know you are there. We live in a world that right now isn’t easy to be Jewish. The hate continues to grow and isn’t being hidden. Jews are being stabbed on the streets of London, murdered on the beach in Australia, assaulted in New York. Trust me that your friends see it and feel it.

Rachel Goldberg-Polin

The other interview I referenced was with Rachel Goldberg-Polin, the mother of Hersh Goldberg-Polin (z’l) on 60 minutes. Remarkably, since October 7th, I have found that I have multiple ‘one degree of separation’ from Hersh (z’l). Instead of the interview from 60 minutes, I have shared the extended interview. The extended one is age-restricted so you have to click on it and watch it on YouTube. While the 60 minutes interview was cut to 13 minutes, the extended one is 52 minutes. I encourage you to watch the extended version to get the real depth of Rachel, October 7th, the hostages, Hersh, and the pain of Rachel and Jon.

The pain of Anderson Cooper, as the interviewer, is remarkable. His grace and horror at what happened on October 7th and with the hostages stands out among the reporters who have been involved since that day. He was human. He was honest. He was humble. His questions were deep and not easy but also were with intention to get Rachel to share her journey. The emotion was palpable on his face. You could see him seeing his children in Hersh’s story. It gave me hope that perhaps there are mainstream journalists that are more interested in truth than clicks and ratings.

When Rachel explains her mantra of “Hope is mandatory” it hit home. My last post was all about hope. How hard it has been and how critical it is to have. When I hear Rachel, who lost her beloved son to terrorists, who was a leader and the face of the effort to get the hostages returned, state that “Hope is mandatory”, I realized that I have no excuse not to live with hope.

As I watched and listened to Rachel standing at the border with Gaza, screaming Hersh’s name, tears came to my eyes. As she gave him the priestly blessings, my heart ached. When they tell us that he was murdered that same day that they stood on the border of Gaza, my jaw clenched, my heart filled with pain, tears in my eyes. As a parent, I could feel her pain deeply in a way that I never want to understand.

When they talk about Or Levy needed to see them upon being released, before his family and his son, it was powerful. He shared with Rachel and Jon that Hersh’s mantra in captivity, taken from Viktor Frankl’s book Man’s Search for Meaning, was “If you have a ‘why’, you can survive any ‘how.'” This was a reminder to me of our collective responsibility. No matter how much antisemitism explodes in the world, no matter how many challenges we face, we have a why. And with our why, we can get through the how. We have done it for centuries and we will do it for centuries in the future. It is precisely because of our why that we survive. What an incredible lesson that Hersh provided us all with his mantra and with Or sharing it with Rachel who shared it with the world.

At the end of the interview, Anderson Cooper asks Rachel about the future and potential peace. Her answer is haunting. She says, ‘we have to figure out how to live near each other, we don’t have to all be best friends, there don’t have to be any unicorns or rainbows, but we either figure out how to live near each other, or we will all die here together.” Those words ring so true to me. They remind me of sitting in the living room of a Palestinian friend of mine as he told us the following. “We aren’t going anywhere. You aren’t going anywhere. So we have to figure out how to live together.” That is where we need to get. Despite the negativity. Despite the hate. Despite the fact that it is hard to believe that will be possible, if we don’t hold out hope for that type of future, I think Rachel is correct. That outcome isn’t one I want nor one that I will accept.

I was deeply touched at the end of the interview when Rachel is asked if she thinks she will see Hersh again. A sparkle came into her eyes that wasn’t there the entire interview. A smile broke out on her face that was missing the entire interview. Her answer, “I’d like to think so” reminded me of how lucky I am to get to see my children. How important it is for me to make time for them. To enjoy every minute that I get with them because the one thing we never get more of is time. When it’s over, it’s over. Rachel and Hersh’s time ended in a tunnel under Rafa due to Hamas terrorists. I want to ensure that I treasure every minute of the time I get with my children, with my mother, with my family. Because we never know when that time is over.

The extended interview. I urge you to watch this one. It’s worth your time. It will touch your heart deeply

Two incredibly powerful interviews of two people who have suffered terrible loss. Three powerful, deeply personal messages shared from the heart. Three people struggling with hope and working to find their own ways to access it. Two people struggling to see a future because of the loss while one working to create a different one because of all the loss.

As Rachel said in her interview, “I’m a nothing, a nobody” yet she is changing the world. Each of us are nothings, nobodys, who have the ability to change the world. As one of my close friends often reminds me, we are just these small figures on an insignificant rock, spinning in space amongst hundreds of thousands of other insignficant rocks. Yet each of us has the ability to do amazing things and change our world. Listening to Yarden, Mark and Rachel inspires me to do what I can, whatever that is, and to play my part in making this crazy, often obscene world we live in, just a little bit better. It is why I do the work that I do. It’s why I am choosing to live my life the way I do. I hope it inspires you to do the same.

Hope

Posted on by Keith Dvorchik

As I wrote in my last post, I have struggled to write of late. I had a long conversation with a friend and mentor last week where the topic came up. He talked about how hard it was for him to read much of what I was writing because there was so much pain and suffering being highlighted. He was appreciative that I pointed it out and that I was sharing what was happening but also wished there was more hope.

I realized that is what has blocked me from writing. There are so many challenges in the world today and the need to fight against these challenges is so great, that I had been consumed by them. The time I have taken away from writing has enabled me to refocus. While I will continue to fight against the Jew hatred that is growing, while I will continue to call out and fight against the lies being told about Jews and Israel, while I will continue to fight against the many problems coming from both the American political left and right, I will also dive deeper into the things I get to see, do and participate with that give me hope. Without hope, we are lost. There are plenty of things that give me hope so I am going to begin highlighting some of what I see that inspires me and gives me hope for a better future.

I have the privilege of working with Dror Israel, an Israeli organization that focuses on education, leadership, and community building. I have been able to visit their programs in both 2024 and 2025. I want to share two stories that truly inspire me about a better future.

In 2024, we went to visit Kibbutz Eshbal in the Galillee, a Dror Israel community. At Kibbutz Eshbal, they have a boarding school for at-risk youth. Part of the program there is a therapeutic stable where they learn how to take care of and ride horses. The program teaches these at-risk children responsibility. If they don’t feed the horses, they don’t eat. If they don’t clean the stables, the horses are living in filth. If they don’t exercise the horses, they don’t get what they need. Suffice it to say that the stables are clean, the horses both fed and exercised.

While visitng the stables in September of 2024, we met a young girl who was in the boarding school and participating with the program at the stables. We walked over to talk with her and noticed how she looked a little rough. She told us that she was in 11th grade and had just started at the boarding school a few months ago. That explained why she looked a little rough. We asked her what she thought of the boarding school, Kibbutz Eshbal, and Dror Israel. I’ll never forget her reply.

She told us that this place saved her life. She told us before she came here she was spending nights out on the streets, “doing bad things.” It was pretty clear what she meant by “bad things.” The gratitude in her voice, her body language, and her eyes is something I will never forget. While she looked rough on the outside, she was cleaning up and warming up on the inside.

In October of 2025, I was back at Kibbutz Eshbal, seeing different parts of the work of Dror Israel. We, of course, returned to the stables. The stables represent so much about healing. About responsibility. About growing up. About giving children something that is not only theirs but is their responsibility. As we were walking around the stables and talking with the head of the program, I looking over to my right where a young girl waved at me. I turned to my colleagues and said, very softly, “I think that’s the girl we met last year.” Why did I ‘think’ it? Because she looked so different. She was not rough but very put together. There was a calmness about her. A peace. Where the year before I saw a troubled girl trying and hoping to put a life together for herself, the girl standing to my right had put a life together. She had found herself. I walked over and said, “I think we met you here last year.” She smiled and said, “Yes. We did. That’s why I waved to you.” I was blown away. While it was the same girl, it wasn’t the same girl. The transformation in just a year was so unbelievable. We talked about what she was doing, her goals when she graduated high school in the summer of 2026. How much her life had changed. All because of the people and programs of Dror Israel. All because people cared about a random child who needed help. To this day, it warms my heart, puts a smile on my face, and inspires me to make a difference. I never got her name. I didn’t take pictures either time I met her. Both are things I regret. I’d like to be able to follow her journey so I’m trying to find out who she is.

The second story that inspires me comes from my visits to Dror Israel programs in 2024 and 2025 as well. Dror’s affiliated youth movement, HaNaor HaOved VeHaLomed (NOAL), is 102 years old. It’s a Labor Zionist Youth Movement that is in every Druze Village and 58 Arab villages with more than 20,000 Arab children involved in an Israel Zionist Youth Movement. Let that sink in. More than 20,000 Arab children are choosing to be a part of an Israeli, Zionist, Youth Movement.

In 2024 we had the opportunity to visit the youth movement in the Arab Village of Ein Mahel. The Mayor of the village came to talk to us because the youth movement was so important to him that he put his own daughters in it. Think about that deeply. The Mayor of an Arab village thought that an Israeli, Zionist youth movement was so important that he made sure his own daughters participated. We met with leaders of the movement in the village who shared their stories of the impact of this Israeli, Zionist youth movement on their own lives. And then we got to meet some of the kids. They didn’t speak English. I don’t speak Arabic. Yet we connected. We smiled. We laughed. It was wonderful and beautiful.

With the children in NOAL in Ein Mahel – Sept 2024

One of the leaders we met is a man named Shadi. Shadi is in his mid 30s and grew up with the movement. He shared his October 7th story with us. The world doesn’t hear Israeli Arabs’ October 7th story. The impact it had on him. He was out of the village, taking his son for a haircut. When he heard what happened and was happening, he raced home, to the safety of his village. Why? Because he didn’t know who was going to try to kill him. Would it be the terrorists because he is part of an Israeli Zionist Youth movement and has Jewish friends? Would it be Jews because they thought he was a terrorist? Would it be Arabs because they thought he was a terrorist? He asked us who did we think were the ones who checked on him? Who was it that cared enough to make sure that he was ok? It was his Jewish friends from the youth movement. That’s what shared society looks look. Real friendships. Real connections. Real caring.

With the leaders of NOAL in Ein Mahel – September 2024. Shadi is in the blue shirt two people from my left.

A year later, in October 2025, I was with Dror Israel in a different Arab village. This time is was the Arab village of Jisr Al Zarqa. This is one of the poorest Arab villages yet amazingly, is the only one that actually is on the Mediterranean Sea. Beachfront access for one of the poorest Arab villages. We heard about the impact that Dror Israel and NOAL have with the children of this village. How the program they partner with, Surfing for Peace, is actually keeping these children in school. Keeping them out of trouble. Teaching them responsibility. Shadi joined us in the village and as he drove us from the village to our next meeting, we began to have a fascinating conversation. He began sharing with us the challenges he faces being an Arab, Israeli, and Zionist.

First, the world doesn’t think an Arab can be a Zionist. Especially an Israeli Arab because how could an Arab living in Israel believe in Jewish self-determination? In a Jewish state? The media shows us a narrative to generate clicks and views, not to share facts. Secondly, the current Israeli government is problematic for Israeli Arabs. That doesn’t make Israel unique, as the United States has similar issues with our government and different groups. England, France, Spain and Canada have issues with antisemitism and a lack of protection from the government. The conversation with Shadi was long and deep and not long enough. We got to the next meeting and stayed in the car to continue the conversation. It was hard to stop and go to the next meeting. It was the type of conversation that doesn’t happen enough in today’s world. Near the end, Shadi invited me to come back in a few months to join him for the Arab teen leaders retreat. Unfortunately I couldn’t attend in early 2026 but it is now on my bucket list. Think about that – a Jewish guy in America has on his bucket list to go to an Arab teen leadership retreat that is part of an Israeli Zionist Youth movement. I think that could break the internet. People might think it is A.I. It so defies the narrative being pushed.

When I think that things are dark and the future is bleak, these are two things that I can look at that show there is hope. They show that there is a real chance for a brighter future. Instead of listening to the talking heads, those who are filled with hate to get those clicks and views, I choose to look at what’s really happening. The people I have met and that I know who are changing the world. Our future does not have to be bleak, depressing, or dark. Dror Israel reminds me that if we choose to take action ourselves, if we become the change we want to see, the world can be bright.

I hope that I get to see that girl at Kibbutz Eshbal before she graduates. I look forward to my next visit with Shadi and continuing and expanding our conversation. I can’t wait to go to another Arab village and interact with the Arab children who are choosing to partcipate in an Israeli Zionist youth movement and visit my first Druze village where the Druze children are doing the same.

Hope is alive. It’s up to each of us to grab it and expand it.