A Child is Born

There’s something about the holidays (no matter what form your celebrations take) that beckons the childlike spirit in all of us.  

um yes. that's me.

Come play!  Come see your gifts!  Come eat cookies til your sugar high zaps all sense of reason!  Decorate with anything sparkly and twinkly!   Wear the Christmas tree skirt!

Let’s all be children over the holidays:  

Find the wonder in everything.

Expect magic.

Lose ourselves in play.

Forget our inner critic’s definition of Art.

Believe in some great benevolence that grants our wishes. 

May the excitement of this holiday season (and onward!) wrap each and every one of you in delight!  

Can’t Wrap This

It all started with a 2-minute video spoof of MC Hammer’s “Can’t Touch This” I received yesterday in an e-card (thank you, Mary!).   Really, you’ve gotta watch it!

A video clip about all the material things you can’t figure out how to wrap (hula hoop, chain saw, rocking horse and a puppy — of course).  Complete with a full 10- second cookie break (“STOP … Cookie time…!!”) and a wrapping-paper cut.  Oh how I laughed. 

But when I finally stopped laughing about the cookie break (oh no, I’m laughing again), I started thinking about the “things” we literally can’t wrap.  Like, well, laughter, for example. 

You know, it’s those “can’t wrap this” moments that truly sustain us.  Those experiences that pour a healing salve on our wounds and fill our depleted emotional warehouses with energy.

Like playing in the snow this weekend with the carefree abandon of our childhood years, laughing so hard our “rib meats” got sore

Like swapping iPods with a friend and feeling your heart beat in tune to their music 

Like unexpected rich tears this morning during my coaching call as I described today’s early morning gift of clarity around the impact I want to have with my life, my writing.

This holiday season, let’s be more aware of those gifts – the ones that lovingly nudge our hearts and make us stop for a minute to notice and whisper, “ahhh… can’t wrap this.”   

Those unwrappables are the real gifts, the things that Connect us — to ourselves, to each other, to nature… to whatever is our God…to that *something* that exists in the space beyond words. 

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text and photos by Starla J. King
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Also… for another wonderful take on the holidays, read this post:  How the mall stole Christmas” — an entertaining and thought-provoking blog entry by Peg MulqueenDon’t you DARE expect her to confine her generosity to a single day!

Got Gifts?

I admit — I love getting gifts. 

Yep, I said it out loud… during the season of giving, nonetheless! 

<wait for collective *gasp* >

I know, I know … it’s better to give than receive.  It’s not about the getting, it’s about the giving.

Gitter unsure of being a gift

Or is it?

Can a gift actually be a gift without a recipient?  (If a tree falls in the woods and nobody is there to hear it….).  Well, no.  Can a giver actually be a giver without having a givee?  Well, no.

So maybe perhaps just possibly receiving is equally as important as giving.  

As Ellen Rogin, (author of “Great with Money“), pointed out during a Lorin and Friends teleclass last week, we tend to not be so great at receiving.   Yet giving depends on our ability to receive, so shouldn’t we work to hone our receiving skills??  

Ok I should clarify — I’m not talking about receiving in the Cookie Monster “rake in hoardes of cookies and devour them gluttonously” sort of way.  No no no… I’m talking instead about gracious receiving.  

The gentle opening of the hand to generously accept what’s given.

Then the gentle closing
of the hand to fully accept the gift. 

See, here’s the thing:  the better we get at getting,
the better we become at
receiving. 

Receiving inspiration, joy, possibility, hope.

Receiving everything our senses can take in.

Receiving everything we need in order to give.

You know, you have the perfect excuse to start your receiving practice now.  Today.  Hanukkah has begun, Christmas is just around the corner. 

And every day — EVERY DAY — the Universe (some call it God) prepares a different personalized gift for you, eagerly awaiting to see if maybe today you’ll receive it.  

text and photos by Starla J. King

(p.s.  And if you need a little humour on this topic, watch this Present Face video, just brought to my attention by my dear hilarious friend Clare)

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