Wise Words
Writings of reflection by the Stephen Wise Temple clergy.
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Wise Words – Monday, July 13, 2026
I love summer. I love the pace, the longer days, and the feeling that time stretches just a little further than usual. The dry heat doesn't bother me—I'm a California native who spent a year living in Israel, so this is my natural habitat. And despite the mosquitoes, I love being outside in the evenings, hearing the birds settle down as the neighborhood grows quiet. Most of all, I love that summer seems to create extra time for reading—or at least puts me in a rhythm where I make more of it. I am almost always reading both fiction and non-fiction, and this week I devoured Sarah Hurwitz's remarkable book As a Jew: Reclaiming Our Story from Those Who Blame, Shame, and Try to Erase Us. It may not sound like a typical summer read, but I found it unexpectedly comforting. Hurwitz writes with honesty, wisdom, and much-needed self-compassion about [...]
Shabbat Shalom – Friday, July 10, 2026
We Jews are a lunar people — our calendar is driven by the cycle of the moon. The new Hebrew month begins with that tiny sliver of the new moon, and next week, on Tuesday evening, we will welcome the month of Av. It's a strange phenomenon. Our custom on the Shabbat preceding the new moon is to recite a blessing — one of hope and gratitude — for the month to come. But the month of Av begins with sadness, so even as we say the blessing, we know what's coming: the nine days of traditional mourning culminating in Tisha B'Av, our day of commemoration for the multiple national disasters that have befallen our people at this time of year. And this year, of all years, we say those words of blessing knowing full well what Av holds. This year, we journey toward Tisha B'Av with an even [...]
Wise Words – Monday, July 6, 2026
Recently we rediscovered a few items of jewelry that Becky’s parents left us. There were two 1903 gold nickels transformed into neck pendants, each encircled by a delicate gold filigree. Over 100 years old, clearly gold, valuable enough that they were turned into jewelry we thought maybe they should be insured. An internet AI search revealed that a 1903 nickel in mint condition was likely worth $4.50 and that gold nickels were never minted by the United States. Most likely, said our helpful AI platform, those items were gold plated. Which led to another question, why would Becky’s father, Aaron, have bothered to have two relatively worthless items (likely worth five cents at the time) coated in gold? Aaron Sobelman’s father was an immigrant from Poland who made a living as a housepainter. After the death of his first wife, he remarried Becky’s great-grandmother and she gave birth to [...]
Shabbat Shalom – Friday, July 3, 2026
Consider for a moment the purpose of a birthday celebration. We gather to rejoice in the being of the person whose birth we are commemorating. We are grateful and happy that this person came into the world and into our lives. Tomorrow we celebrate the birthday of our nation, born 250 years ago. On birthdays, it is appropriate and expected that we celebrate the one whose birth we are commemorating. We share kind words and often gifts and eat something sweet. On the eve of this 250th birthday of our nation though, many Americans are carrying real worry about the state of our country. That sense of concern is reflected in a recent Gallup poll that demonstrates that Americans' optimism about their own future has fallen to its lowest point since Gallup began asking the question nearly twenty years ago. And a second poll from Emerson College, replicating a question first asked in [...]
Wise Words – Monday, June 29, 2026
Thanks to my mother-in-law celebrating a big birthday, we had the wonderful fortune to spend some time in Hawai’i this month. One afternoon, I insisted on a quest—and we drove from our hotel on the Kohala Coast to the tiny town of Hawi in search of what I can assure you is the best ice cream on the Big Island. (As you might imagine, my kids needed very little convincing on this one.) The ice cream was, in fact, amazing. And, as is often the case, the drive turned out to be even more memorable than the ice cream. As we wound our way north, we began noticing signs marking King Kamehameha’s birth and journey to hide from rival chiefs before he eventually united the Hawaiian Islands. What began as a simple family outing became an unexpected history lesson. We had set out looking for dessert and found ourselves traveling through a [...]