We turn to the Kaaba from every corner of the earth, not just to complete a ritual, but because our hearts need somewhere to return to. In a world that’s always rushing forward, it feels like the only place that stays still. A place that doesn’t ask for much. Just that you show up, as you are. Tired, distracted, hopeful, doesn’t matter. There’s something about being in the Kaaba’s presence that feels familiar. Like being seen without having to explain anything. The Kaaba doesn’t just give us direction. It reminds us there’s always a center, a refuge, even when everything in life feels scattered.