The rocking of the cradle

A 5.4 magnitude earthquake, with epicenter Southeast of Los Angeles, was felt strongly across Southern California, where I live, at 11:42am this morning. Gently but steadily, the ground swayed perhaps three times. Present, I observed and waited as the fabulous natural event unfolded, contemplating the right course of action. Once informed that no destruction had ensued, I was left to marvel, no fear in sight. I noticed that my body was giggling, unabashed by the pleasure of being rocked by the earth that gave it birth.