January 31, 2012 12:00 AM
A woman sits on a soft blue mat, her legs crossed, eyes closed. Her face is weathered but youthful, her dark black hair is kempt but curly. The room is dark and peaceful, and, finally, Sumya Anani begins to recite a long prayer. Anani is a contradiction — a therapist, a student of spirituality and a fighter. Now her son is on a similar path.