Monday, June 16, 2014

We Complete Each Other

At breakfast this morning, one of my hosts looked across the tops of tiny coffee cups and spoke from her heart.  Arabic coffee is strong, strong, strong, with cinnamon and cardamom added at just the right moment.  (A different thing, I've learned, from Turkish coffee!)  And its strong, dark taste encourages conversation, extended visits, thoughtfulness.  I appreciate this so much, and all the ways my hosts cherish contact, human contact and conversation.

We were talking about Islam and prayer, about this family's profound practice and their hopes for a shared pilgrimage (hajj) to Mecca next year.  Hanaa talked about the joy of making hajj together: and the thrill of entering Mecca with so many millions.  The elder at the table, Sheikh Abed el Salaam smiled and described the sevenfold procession around the Kaba: how the rotation is something like the earth going round the sun.  "It is such sweet joy to walk this way with brothers," he said.  "We are one.  We are truly and really one."

And then Hanaa leaned forward, looking across the coffee cups, and said, "We believe in this home that we complete each other."  And her face shone with the truth of this one sentence.  "You come here to complete us," she said to me.  "And we in the same way will complete you."

There are days when everything necessary is said at breakfast.  Nothing else is needed.  Today's been one of those days.