
“In many Muslim cultures, when you want to ask them how they’re doing, you ask: in Arabic, Kayf haal-ik? or, in Persian, Haal-e shomaa chetoreh? How is your haal?
What is this haal that you inquire about? It is the transient state of one’s heart. In reality, we ask, ‘How is your heart doing at this very moment, at this breath?’ When I ask, ‘How are you?’ that is really what I want to know.
I am not asking how many items are on your to-do list, nor asking how many items are in your inbox. I want to know how your heart is doing, at this very moment. Tell me. Tell me your heart is joyous, tell me your heart is aching, tell me your heart is sad, tell me your heart craves a human touch. Examine your own heart, explore your soul, and then tell me something about your heart and your soul.
Tell me you remember you are still a human being, not just a human doing. Tell me you’re more than just a machine, checking off items from your to-do list. Have that conversation, that glance, that touch. Be a healing conversation, one filled with grace and presence.
Put your hand on my arm, look me in the eye, and connect with me for one second. Tell me something about your heart and awaken my heart. Help me remember that I, too, am a full and complete human being, a human being who also craves a human touch.”
— Omid Safi, from The Disease of Being Busy

My friend Sally, who I met last year walking the Via di Francesco, shared this post from our mutual friend, Omid Safi. I first “met” Omid when he was one of a cadre of regular bloggers/columnists posting in an early iteration of On Being. It was in the aftermath of 9-11 when tensions, animosities, and cultural misunderstandings were high, particularly in the US. What always touched me was how Omid, who is a professor of Asian and Middle Eastern Studies at Duke University, always wrote with an open-hearted clarity, generously giving space for multiple perspectives and opinions, all the while sharing his culture by way of story. In my experience of Omid, his writing and online presence are an embodiment of his love and reverence for his teacher, Rumi, founder of the Sufi order of whirling dervishes.
On a day when I read that over 40,000 lives have been lost to the conflict in Gaza, with thousands more unaccounted for, Omid’s message of heartful connection and healing conversation lands deep within my heart and soul.
Ours has been a virtual friendship. One day I hope to meet Omid in person, perhaps on one of his Illuminated Tours to Turkey or Morocco. One day I hope to put my hand on his arm, look him in the eye, tell him something about the state of my heart, and listen to him tell me about his. And together remember we are each and all human beings, craving human touch, connection, and peace.
Much love and kindest regards, dear friends.


Good morning Katharine – what a beautiful, and important, approach to life….and how is your ‘haal’ today?
LikeLike
My haal/heart is uplifted with the response to this post, and my friend, Omid’s words. Thank you for asking and a good day to you.
LikeLike
Thank you for this. I intend to use this as a prompt for check-in with a group I lead, instead of the tired, old “how was your summer?” Your posts are filled with beauty in many forms. Beauty is not a luxury, it is a necessity.
LikeLike
How lovely. To be in that check-in with this question would be an experience, an invitation for deepening into authenticity and connection. Thank you.
LikeLike
Your posts, your shared poems always hit straight to my heart. Thank you. Ann
>
LikeLike
My heart is full in response. Much love, Katharine
LikeLike
Just this weekend, a girlfriend was telling me how, when traveling in the UK, she would give the American greeting, “How are you?” and get the strangest looks, as if it was an intrusive question by a stranger. I’ve since noticed how that is my standard greeting, too, after “good morning” when seeing people walking. It’s really different to ask “How is your heart?” Maybe we start by asking dear friends and family where you make time to really listen to their response.
LikeLiked by 1 person