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 Mulqueen. Don’t you DARE expect her to confine her generosity to a single day!
