The Independence Hall in Tel Aviv was the turning point for me on this trip. I’ve been overwhelmed with familiar and foreign feelings. But this one was something different. It was tangible, recent history. Jews have never had the time to think in moments of crisis, we respond to instincts and intuition. This was one of those divine instincts; and history was made in a small Tel Aviv art museum in 32 minutes. On the night of the departure of the leaders of the time, the British, Israel was born. The story of the Jewish people had reminded me of my strength and resilience, and the belief that everything is possible.