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Dear valued partners and friends,
Warm greetings from my home in Japan. 🇯🇵
I’ve always been the kind of person who walks fast — maybe it’s the Seoul in me. But Japan has a way of slowing you down, even when you don’t mean to.
That lesson found me in Shikoku. I didn’t set out to find myself; I just wanted a little peace and quiet. Yet step by step, through mountain paths and temple bells, I realised Japan teaches something rare in our world — how to move slowly and feel fully.
The Shikoku Pilgrimage, or Shikoku Henro, is one of Japan’s most sacred and enduring journeys — a circular route of 88 temples first walked over 1,200 years ago by the Buddhist monk Kūkai. When I began my own small section of the trail, I met locals who welcomed me with o-settai — small acts of kindness offered to pilgrims. One morning, a farmer stopped his tractor just to bow and hand me a mandarin orange — still warm from the sun. His quiet smile said more than words ever could. For the first time in months, I slowed down. I wasn’t thinking about emails or deadlines; I was simply walking — one temple at a time, one thought at a time.
I didn’t make it to all 88 temples. But somewhere between the first and the fifth, I found what I was searching for — a peace that had nothing to do with reaching the end.
That’s the quiet magic of Shikoku: it meets you where you are. Let me take you there.
Yoi tabi o, have a nice trip!
Yours,
Rachel
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