 As I stood outside the souk in Muscat Oman, I felt the air around me reverberate with the sound of the call to prayer. And like a circadian rhythm, the entire city shifted, shops closed, streets quieted, and I realized that there are many things I can learn from the rhythms and rituals of my Muslim siblings, sisters, and brothers. Prior to this trip I had only known Islam to be whatever the media portrayed it as. I was stuck in an intellectual tug of war between NPR and Fox News, but now with my feet on the ground and my eyes wide open, I was able to see these people as real people. This faith tradition as faithful and peace as our common practice and goal. Asalaamu Alaikum.