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Embracing the Journey: My Return to the Shikoku 88 Temple Pilgrimage

  • Apr 24
  • 2 min read

Updated: May 5

A Journey of Reflection and Connection


In the autumn of 2024, I began a journey that stayed with me long after I left. I walked part of the Shikoku 88 Temple Pilgrimage, completing the first 28 temples. At that moment, I didn’t fully grasp why it felt so meaningful. I only knew that something inside me became quieter, softer, and more present with every step.


This November, I will return to continue the path. As I prepare to go back, I find myself reflecting on what draws me there. It’s not just the temples; it’s something more subtle.


The Allure of Japan


I love Japan — its culture, its food, its simplicity, and the quiet reverence it holds for nature. There is a tender care in the way things are preserved: the forests, the trails, and the small details of everyday life.


Walking through Shikoku, I remember being enveloped by stillness. The paths were quiet, often empty, as if time itself had slowed down. Yet, these same trails have been walked for centuries — by monks, pilgrims, nobles, and seekers, each carrying their own questions and prayers.


To walk where so many have walked before creates a quiet sense of connection. It’s a feeling of being part of something much larger than myself.


Moments to Cherish


There were moments I still remember vividly. The kindness of locals — small gifts, warm smiles, and quiet encouragement as we passed. There was no expectation, just pure generosity.


I recall the deep, resonant sound of temple bells echoing through the air. The gentle rhythm of monks chanting, the quiet rituals of seekers dressed in white, wearing straw hats and carrying wooden staffs. I remember the beautiful calligraphy and temple stamps we collected at each temple we visited, and the crisp forest air as we walked beneath autumn leaves.


With every step, something simple yet profound would return: presence. It wasn’t a dramatic experience. It was quiet. But in that stillness, I felt:


  • Gratitude

  • Completeness

  • A gentle joy that didn’t need a reason


Shikoku — The Journey Continues


This November, I will return to continue the journey. Not to chase a feeling — but to walk again, step by step, and see what unfolds. Sometimes, we travel to see the world. And sometimes, we walk… to come back to ourselves.


If somewhere within you there is a gentle curiosity about this path, you’re always welcome to walk it with us.



Pilgrims in white, walking with straw hats and wooden staffs
Pilgrims in white, walking with straw hats and wooden staffs.


Monks chanting
Monks chanting
The sound of temple bells drifting through the air.
The sound of temple bells drifting through the air.

A stillness that invites reflection
A stillness that invites reflection.

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