When my gate rolls open after a long day’s work, something sighs inside of me. Coming home in the evening means a lot of things. It means my husband, my daughter, and my mother waiting to share their stories from the day, smiles all around. It means a warm dinner, it means the comfy couch with the big indentation in it from years of roosting in my favorite spot. It means my dog wiggling her bottom at the sight of me. It’s about getting the warm-fuzzies; despite being an English major, I can’t think of describing it any other way. Returning to Jodo Shu as an active member after years...


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