I’m thinking of the word tschuva in different ways.  Literally it means return, as in returning to righteousness.  Some people say it is returning home, as in living in Israel.   For me, the idea of returning has always been different and changing.     Reevaluating myself and seeing where I am what I want to be and where I’m lying to myself and others.  It is strange how attached I am to this sabbath and how influenced I was by my rabbi – Rabbi Karp – on this issue.  More of that after I’ve cleaned up the kitchen – tomorrow.