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Insights and experiences from Jonathan Doron’s journey

Prince’s wisdom and the importance of the break

Once, I read an interview with Eric Clapton in which he was asked:

“So Eric, tell me, what is it like to be the best guitarist in the world?”

And Eric Clapton immediately replied: “Why are you asking me that question?! Go ask Prince!”

And since that interview I started listening to Prince’s music more.

At least as the elder brother of the best guitarist in Israel at least,

I wanted to understand more about this statement by Clapton from that interview.

It took a good few years of listening over and over, but I finally got it.

Prince knows the importance and power of the break. of the stop.

If you go right now and listen to perhaps Prince’s most famous song called in Hebrew Tshacha – “Purple Rain”, and you get to the part of the masterful guitar solo, you will hear Prince playing and stopping. Plays some more and stops. A little more and it stops again.

And perhaps he created here the most beautiful guitar solo in the world. And it is such precisely because it has all the pauses and silences of the guitar throughout. The pause is what gives this solo power.

In my karate training with sensei Uri Elisher, I discover about myself that probably from a young age a wrong insight took root in me that “good = fast”.

In training, when I am required to do a good kata (a Japanese word from the field of martial arts that describes a predetermined series of movements performed against a simulated opponent), I do it quickly. And this rush of mine is not good. He doesn’t look good. He doesn’t work well.

I need to know how to accept who I am, as more of a heavy tiger than to say.

Suddenly internalizing and changing such a deep perception, at the age of 42 is a matter.

Through karate I learn more about the power and importance of the break. The stop while moving. As much as the break gives strength and power to the movement that will come after it.

And I am incorporating this insight into my life. Play my life like Prince, with breaks. with smart stops while moving.

In our world, on the western side, there is contempt for stopping, for pausing.

The method here wants us to wear out, decay quickly, give up our lives and give way to the next thing. Even in the family, the entire Torah begins with our ability as parents to stop. (Remember the words of King Solomon regarding the relationship with his son?… “Only if we slow down, look, pay attention to the details – we will reach a new land”…)

Our children. our youth They just want us to stop. we will stop We will look. We will pay attention to the details. We will play our lives more slowly. with smart stops.

The children of the moon show

This is one of the most exciting days of my life. With each and every one in this album I have a significant journey. There are some here that I have known since they were in the first and second grade. Maybe actually this album is a kind of excuse for me to create and be with them again in a close activity and in a close relationship. But what is certain is that I am very concerned that this pain of childhood and youth has not diminished in our world over the years, but has increased. And I felt that I wanted to return to the songs of Aviv, the songs that raised me and I grew up through them, and connect my youth to them. I shuddered at the end result.
This album came out much more beautiful and complete than I dreamed it would be when I started with it.
I want to say a big thank you to Tomer Zedekiah, my dear friend, for the heart you are, for all the goodness you gave to the children and me here in this album.
Thank you Eran Mitelman, I am still far from digesting the magnitude of the honor and privilege you have given to the children and me.
Thanks to the one and only Eldad Citrin, when genius and heart go together – it’s already a wonder of the world.
A big thank you to my beloved brother, Yahel, who wrapped and gave as many guitars and love here as he could.
Thanks to Jonathan Yacovi who was my shoulder, heart, head and true friend on this trip. And what mixes. And what a mastering. You are one of a generation.
Thanks to Elad and Aviv from “Gal Kol” studios, this album is also so much thanks to you.
Thanks to Oren Ronen, the amazing hit from the Champions Digistage – love you! Love you!
Thanks to my beloved children for every second of being together
Thanks to Aviv for the songs and inspiration
And a big congratulations for the birthday that happened today
Thank you for the moonlight that has accompanied me since I was 14
Now this album has its journey in the world😍🎧🌈


Children of the Moon – the album

Children of the Moon – The album was a dream of mine, to collect and connect my apprentices and apprentices, from wherever I have educated, guided and managed over the past 20 years and create something common together.

This dream sat on the shelf of my heart for a long time, and when my new book, “Children of the Moon” was published, I realized that here it was going to happen.

I wanted to create a dialogue here between my youth and theirs.

I decided to take the songs I grew up on and through them, and give each and every one of my students one song from the repertoire of the one whose creation, I then left home as a teenager to attend boarding school – Aviv Gefen.

I feel it is of utmost importance to flood here songs that are so lacking here today. Songs that talk about what goes through children, about teenagers, and present them directly from the mouths of the teenagers themselves.

The album will have 11 songs from Aviv, performed by the teenagers I grew up with over the years.

Each and every one has his and her own story, with life, with youth and with me.

I can’t find the words to describe to you how I felt when we first met in the studio, when the common denominator is that they are all my eternal children.

I watched them from the side, and saw with excitement how each and every one of them grew to be a single lantern in the world’s street of love.

I decided that the album would be recorded in the album where Aviv recorded his first albums, “Gal Kol” studios.

First recordings began last week. The album will be released this winter, and there will be more good news and surprises following it.

The peak of emotion is here.



Yonathan Vihel Doron – “The Good Side of the Star”

Yonatan Vihal Doron in a special show – “On the Good Side of the Star”

A wonderful journey of two brothers between Tel Aviv, the desert, India, a boarding school and songs.

The brothers Jonathan and Hiel Doron (from the duo “Guy and Hiel)” in a special lecture on education, music, dreams and childhood, fatherhood and new masculinity, and of course – sibling relationships.

Educator, musician, author and global TED lecturer – Yonatan Doron,
and the musician, singer, creator and writer – Yahal Doron, come together for a lecture which is actually a joint performance and the only one of its kind in the landscape.

The show combines their unique life story alongside content dealing with education, parenting and children, interwoven with original music and special performances.
The show is accompanied by videos and rare archive clips, guitars, moments of kindness and pain, healing and compassion, and rivers of love.

The hero conquers his creation

me and him.

he and I.

And I thought to myself: “How good it is to have the holiday of Purim, and we can celebrate who we are not really, or who we dreamed a little of being…”

And here, me and him.

On a daily basis, in the educational framework that I manage,

I’m more “Captain America” and he’s more “The Green Giant”.

I’m the one chasing after him with an imaginary “shield” that can absorb everything, and whispering/yelling to him – “Choose the good! ‘Don’t turn “green”!’

A few days ago, I made a manager’s decision, a decision that hurt him.

And within seconds I found myself running after him in the lawns,

But instead of threatening him, I suggested that we sit and talk on any bench he chooses. He stopped, pointed to a bench and we sat down.

“So what made you so angry and hurt by my decision?”, I asked.

And he explained himself wonderfully.

I looked him in the eyes and said to him: “You’re right. I was wrong. Let’s go back and I’ll correct the mistake I made.”

He opened his eyes wide, like a baby’s that has just come out into the world and looks at everything with suspicion mixed with immense wonder.

“But you’re my manager! You are an adult!

How can I be right?!’ he told me in utter bewilderment.

“Adults are not gods, my child.

Managers are not gods either.

I also come to learn from you children every morning.

If I use my power as “the righteous and stern adult”,

Then I will lose the lessons you come to teach me every day,’ I answered him.

We hugged and went back inside.

I also have a green giant,

(And of course next to him I’m the perfect size to portray the giant☺️)

All life is a journey of learning under control,

On our powerful and dark and damaged side.

Sometimes I need a “Captain America” like that too,

to run me through the lawns,

And he whispered/shouted in my ears: “Choose the good! Don’t turn green!”

A cookie of happiness

“But man, why does Stallone keep making movies if they are like that

Failed?” I asked my brother Yahel a few months ago, when we went out

From another Sylvester Stallone movie, Rambo and the undisputed Rocky of

Our barefoot childhood.

“So that he has something to get up for in the morning,” Yahel answered.

“And why does this singer (whose name I will not mention here) continue to perform and sing

If he no longer sounds good and even fakes?” I added and asked.

“So that he has something to get up for in the morning,” signed my brother again.

I recently read the book “Ikigai – the Japanese secret to a long life.”

and happy”, written by Hector Garcia and Francesc Mirayes. They arrived until

to a small village on the island of Okinawa in Japan, many of whose residents are over a hundred years old,

and were exposed to the local secrets. Well, at least I started studying art

The fighting – Wichi Rio – of the islanders. But where the hell is my life hidden?

The same Japanese happiness?!

I’ve been waiting so long for Netflix to air the special show of

Bruce Springsteen on Broadway, the one in which he appears alone on stage, accompanied

himself on guitar and piano and weaves his life story between the songs. And when that

It happened that I lit candles all over the house, poured myself a glass of whiskey and gave birth

A small plate of peanuts, and I sat down to swallow it all. But Bruce, dammit,

Bruce Springsteen himself, I don’t think at all like someone who read

You are “Ikigai”. He seems tired and especially sad to me. “I never worked

five days a week so far, and I don’t like it,” he told the crowd,

who laughed in response. They probably know what he’s talking about.

To this day I ran after the giants of my childhood and youth, I hugged

them and I looked for that spark of Japanese happiness in their eyes. But I struggled

find, confess. Most of them look tired and exhausted from this race. Maybe because they are

Not really Japanese?

After I finished reading a few more books on Japanese wisdom, I opened up

The book in memory of my late grandfather, Shlomo Doron. The book was produced after his death

The first brings his history as he himself summarized and compiled a memory and more

memory, and call this file “Shards”. So what, grandpa, I asked him inside,

I have to look for the shards, right?

The wonderful and my favorite Avitar Banai has a song called “Alf

people”. A painful and brave song, here are some of his words:

“A thousand people are looking at me from the mirror.

I give everything, before the end I get tired.

Alone in front of the basket scores three-pointers,

Imagining the crowd cheering, running to the stands…”

Avitar said on the occasion that the song speaks of this need for a thousand people

To experience this momentary “orgasm of happiness” that fills and satisfies you

his heart I mean, 900 won’t be enough here. Not 999 either. You need a pergola below,

Upstairs pergola + kosher sushi at the gates of grace. This startling infinity of

Our aspirations for ourselves and life.

So when Zvika, the guard in my little Amelie’s garden, gave me a tchafa on

the shoulder and said to me “Good luck with your lecture at Beit Zioni America”,

I answered him, “Zvika, you must mean that I will enjoy it, because I will be successful already

I succeeded.”

Zvika raised his white eyebrows to his forehead in utter amazement

His greeting.

“Zvika, what makes you happy?” I asked.

“to read books!” He answered enthusiastically.

“And I know from you that every day you read books here in the garden, and a lot.”

“Right! And it’s great fun that I got to work in a job that allows me to do that! incidentally,

Did you read the last book by the head of the Shin Bet that I recommended to you?”

“You see, Zvika,” I told him, “my grandfather was probably right. Happiness is found

In the pieces of our lives. I believe the most important thing is that like Sylvester

Stallone, we’ll have something to get up for in the morning. This is success. What a great love

that shakes us from the inside and does not depend on the amount of income or the number of chairs

The people in the hall and the audience watching us. People telling me ‘good luck

Good luck’, they actually mean to say, ‘May you become famous, Amen!’ But advertising is just that

Advertising, and it is a mistake to hang on it the “success” we wish for ourselves.

Otherwise, when the thousand people arrive at ‘Maroh’, we will not be satisfied with them. We will tell ourselves

that we only succeeded if 100,000 people came. Do you understand me?” I stopped to breathe.

“Jonathan, is everything alright?” Tzvika asked, lowering her eyebrows back into place.

“Yes yes, I’m still on Broadway, excuse me,” I replied and hurried to the car.

“Broadway??? I told you that you are a special person and will go as far as possible!”

I also heard Tzvika shouting at me.

I returned home, and just then Yahal called me and asked if he could pay me back now

The guitar I lent him for his and Guy’s concert, which must have been amazing.

“Would you like coffee?” I asked with Japanese politeness that I had recently adopted.

“Come on!” He answered in the tone of a happy Japanese.

Yahel arrived with a folded bag of cookies in his hand, which was already open. I made

We have the coffee from the happiness machine of my life, thanks to the divine Clooney and Nespresso.

We sat and talked, I no longer remember what. There must also have been love, success,

Advertising, faith, guitars, effects and Japanese. I took a bite of the cookie and crumbled

From it they fell and crashed softly into my coffee cup. I looked at my brother, and all the pieces

In them I trained for complete and great happiness.