in his mother’s womb, whereupon the angels said, “Our Lord and Master, Your Prophet has been left an orphan.” Allah said to the angels, “I am his Protector, Guardian, and Helper.” So they sought blessing from his auspicious, blessed birth, and Allah opened for it the gates of heaven and its gardens.
Āminah used to relate about herself: “When six months of my pregnancy had passed, someone came to me in a dream, tapped me with his foot, and said, ‘O Āminah, you are carrying the best of all mankind. When you give birth to him, name him Muhammad and keep your affair concealed.’
“She would continue: ‘The pains that befall women overtook me, yet no one—man or woman—knew of my condition, and I was alone in the house while ʿAbd al-Muṭṭalib was making ṭawāf. I heard a thunderous crash and sensed something momentous; it frightened me—it was Monday. I saw as if the wing of a white bird brushed my heart, and every fear, panic, and pain left me. I then noticed a white drink that I took to be milk; I was thirsty, so I took it and drank, and a lofty light shone within me. Then I saw women as tall as date-palms—as though they were daughters of ʿAbd al-Muṭṭalib—surrounding me.
‘While I wondered and cried, “Help! How did they know about me?” the pains grew stronger, and each time the crash sounded it was louder and more awesome than before. Suddenly a sheet of white brocade was stretched between heaven and earth, and a voice said, “Hide him from people’s eyes.”
‘I saw men standing in mid-air with silver ewers in their hands, while sweat dripped from me like pearls, more fragrant than the finest musk, and I kept saying, “If only ʿAbd al-Muṭṭalib would come in!”
‘Then a flock of birds came from I know not where until they filled my room; their beaks were of emerald and their wings of ruby. Allah lifted the veil from my sight, and in that instant I beheld the horizons of East and West. I saw three banners already planted—one in the East, one in the West, and one upon the back of the Kaʿbah.
‘Labor seized me and the contractions became extremely intense; it was as though I were leaning on the shoulders of women, so many gathered round me that it seemed hands were helping me in the house, though I could see no one. Then I gave birth to Muhammad. When he emerged I turned to look at him, and there he was, in prostration, his forefingers raised as one imploring and supplicating. A white cloud descended from heaven until it covered him, and he disappeared from my sight.
‘I heard a herald calling, “Carry Muhammad ﷺ through the East and West of the earth and take him into all the seas, so that they may know his name, his description, and his form, and so that they may realize that he is called al-Māḥī (the Effacer)—nothing of idolatry will remain but that he will efface it.”
‘They then left him with me in the briefest moment, and there he was, wrapped in a woollen cloth whiter than milk, beneath which lay a green piece of silk. Muhammad was clasping three keys of moist, white pearl, and a voice declared, “Muhammad has taken hold of the keys of victory, the keys of the wind, and the keys of prophethood.” (1)