IN LAGUNA

I woke this morning to the sound of steady rain on the roof of our Laguna Beach cottage.  We had a couple of light showers yesterday evening.  Shouldn't happen.  This is July, in Southern California.  It doesn't rain here in July.  Still, it was a pleasure.  This morning, the air is fresh now that the rain has stopped, and it seems like nature has breathed a great sigh of relief.  The plants in the garden are heavy with moisture, busy drinking it in.  The ground is sodden.  Our hummers are back outside our bedroom window, celebrating with great swoops and loops above the greenery.  All shall be well, and all shall be well, and all manner of things shall be well...


It is astonishing, is it not, that these simple words written from the heart of a woman centuries ago should continue to resound in hearts and minds today?