"Thin Line Between Love And Hate"
Amen, Crissie Hynde, and The Pretenders. Thinner than ever a few days back for the crew above, at George H.W. Bush's funeral.
The energy. The emotion. The disdain. The love. The hate. All side by side. Oh to have been a fly on the walls of Washington National Cathedral Wednesday last...
Give a click up top - then mosey on back my way for some thoughts on how this gathering, and those lyrics, have lessons abound for you on the links (your love and hate relationship with the game, and yourself?), and in life's procession.
*Nota bene: the song was originally written, produced and performed in 1971 by the New York City-based R & B group The Persuaders. Hmm... imagine the persuasion those peeps just north on your screen have, and have had, in your life.
"The sweetest woman in the world
Could be the meanest woman in the world"
Like you - woman or man - when you're on the golf course, huh? Golf ball behaving as you've planned: you're sweet. Kind. Helpful. Cheery. Talkative. Then, when it misbehaves - BOOM: mean. Angry. Resentful. Pouty. Quiet.
Admit, acknowledge and accept it: you've got as much variety brewing within you as that eightsome with the front row seats.
All those emotions - sub-personalities we call them - are part of you (go ahead - make a list of the different people/parts of you who show up on the course, descriptors and/or names. They might all be helpful, at times). So: who is going to come out and play that next shot, anyway? Why, whomever you want; you get to choose.
"But here you are
I guess action speaks louder than words"
Wherever you go, there you are, huh? Pose. Pretend. Pander. But at the end of the day, your actions (and energy) will define you. Isn't that one thing we cherish about the game of golf? It cuts through all the BS, all the hoopla, all the talk. Time to bring you and your game to the table, to the party on the links.
And the energy you bring into any space - golf course or other - is again your responsibility. Ask Jill Bolte Taylor, pictured above. She's a neuroanatomist, author, and inspirational public speaker - and massive stroke survivor. Lost all use of the left side of her brain, and took eight years to recover completely (and you thought a swing change took time, patience, and hard work?).
"Please take responsibility for the energy you bring into this space."
-- Jill Bolte Taylor
You seen her TED Talk? Good - watch it again. Click on Ms. Taylor, holding and adoringly admiring the greatest piece of technology ever known to woman and mankind. The human brain (+the mind within?) makes your Doppler radars, 3D Mo Cap systems and every other supposedly sophisticated golfy plug and play toys look like irrelevant stocking-stuffers. Maybe it's time you re-engage the incredible piece of tech sitting on your shoulders...
Read her book? Perhaps time to read it again - or offer to a loved one for the Holidays (clicky click just above).
Her talk and book are examples of what is so sorely missing in most golf instruction: the science AND the experience that a guide, teacher, or coach must provide.
The Universal Solvent
Presto Chango. In a time, country and front row so terribly divided, take a good look above: The differences, love, and hate, turned to smiles, if only for a few short moments. But it gives us hope does it not? Like when you're learning a new shot and you taste just a sliver of success.
What kind of sorcerer, potion or pixie dust can pull such a trick? To bring individuals of such radically different politics, beliefs and backgrounds together (makes fixing the shanks look like gravy, eh?)?
- Humans beings of pale skin, darker skin, and orange skin - unified. ;)
- 21st century bi-peds with greying hair, next-to-no hair, and bouffant hair - as one. ;)
- Denizens of the same planet whose ancestors were all originally immigrants to this country - depolarized. ;)
Click on our 'one big, happy family' above to find out.
The power of humor strikes again. It managed to connect and exemplify the inter-relatedness of one and all in a church in the nation's capitol. Consider adding a dash in your quest to play better golf (and be a better person). The ridiculousness of it all. The ability to laugh at yourself, even when you've done you're very best.
Humor, much like the game of golf, has a mystical effect - doesn't it now - all you naughty & nice, loving & hating, boys & girls? It brings people together - instead of pushing them further apart. Maybe that line's not so thin after all...
Coaching & Guidance
In a love/hate relationship with your golf game? Need to bring some pieces together in your golf swing? In search of some personalized solvents, and a path to progress? I can help.
On my home turf at Eugene Country Club, or a golf park near you.
"We, this people, on this small and drifting planet
Whose hands can strike with such abandon
That in a twinkling, life is sapped from the living
Yet those same hands can touch with such healing, irresistible tenderness
That the haughty neck is happy to bow
And the proud back is glad to bend
Out of such chaos, of such contradiction
We learn that we are neither devils nor divines"
-- Maya Angelou
~ CS ~