Yesterday I had my first golf lesson in years. Today I became a member of Tarandowah Golfers Club in Avon, Ontario. What did I learn?
1. “Too weak, too inflexible, too old” are just words and need not rule me.
2. Taking the cost of the membership and dividing it by the number of rounds I expect to play in 2016 is an inaccurate way of assessing value.
3. Old swing thoughts, gleaned from books, have taken up residence in my head. They may be wrong. Such as moving farther away from the ball if I’m hitting shots off the toe of the club.
4. “I belong to a golf club that is stunningly beautiful” is valuable beyond measure.
5. I can control the swing with my mind. I can hit off the “sweet spot” of the club without moving my feet back.
6. I can find other golfers who see the spiritual side of the game, and are willing to talk about it.
7. “I hit the ball low and to the left” is not a guarantee of the future but rather a description of the past.
8. Just as I’m surrounded in the gym by well-muscled young men, I will see many excellent golfers at Tarandowah. Comparisons are irrelevant.
9. I have the power to put my need for greater distance on the back burner as I focus on the sweep of the grass and the “just right” meeting of club and ball.
10. I can contribute to the well-being of other members … as a golfer and as a human being.
Follow your bliss