by David Surrenda
In
the summer, one of the things I do to unwind from work is play golf. Sometimes
I have friends who laugh about why I would play a game that involves walking
around a big field, chasing a little white ball that seems to go in lots of
directions. I love playing for many reasons. The obvious part is a great walk, outside
the office, around a beautiful park—that, in and of itself, is a lovely and
relaxing experience. But the real reasons I love playing golf are subtler and a
bit harder to explain.
Golf
is a game in which failure and success seem to come in rapid succession. One
great shot can be followed by another shot that is an abject mess. One moment
you are feeling the joy and pride that comes with a great swing and the next
you are watching your ball arc unceremoniously into the water or the woods. It
is a test of one’s ability to be present with what is and to watch how your
mind reacts to the pendulum of experience that is the golf game. Golf is more
like meditation that any sport I know. It has all the experiences of having and
losing control, all the sensations of flow and contraction, and all the
elements of forgetting and remembering. No other sport seems to be such a
perfect metaphor for the practices I do to explore the nature of my mind.
Even
for the most successful golfers, it is a test of resilience and capacity to
recover from errors and loss. The ongoing issue is how you will respond when
you make a mistake. The most common experience (for just about every golfer) is
to step into serious bouts of self-criticism, self-judgment, frustration, and
depression—in that order. I can hear the screams and curses ringing across the
golf course from the various players as they slam their clubs, look toward
heaven for salvation, and tighten their faces into angry grimaces. It’s clear that
most golfers feel cursed by some unseen god who is playing with them, torturing
them with moments of joy followed by stinging experiences of failure. It is not
uncommon for me to have a calm, mature, professional friend be reduced, in
playing just a few holes, to a screaming, or conversely, uncommunicative
person.
It’s
all a matter of how you relate to your experience. For me, the flight and arc
of the ball is an exquisite feedback system, revealing to me the mysterious
components of the movement I have just performed. It tells me everything…if I
am willing to listen and learn. It allows me to inquire, in my next swing, whether
a small adjustment will change the physics and psychology of the experience. I
can choose how I look at my experience: It can be the opening to power, clarity,
and presence. Or it can be the hell of suffering, confusion, and emotional
overwhelm. Golf is feedback that unfailingly reveals a complex system of
movement in my body/mind. As I make subtle shifts in attention within myself,
changes occur in my actions and the results that I get. Isn’t that what we tell
practitioners to notice in any skill-building process?
We
each hope for the “perfect shot” and don’t appreciate the remarkable experience
of the learning curve when we don’t hit it. Expectations for certain results
often distort our capacity to be with a learning process. The learning is
actually equally as powerful and important as the result. I find that the
journey is the destination.
But
really, don’t many of us just want the success? We resist the struggle because we
fear failure and looking badly to others and ourselves. We wrestle with the
process of letting ourselves go through the discovery process because we hate “not-knowing”
and the fear of “not being enough” that is its sibling.
It
is our ability to fully be with whatever experience we are having and to
continue to gently explore adjustments that distinguish the learners from the
deeply lost. Isn’t the same thing true in our relationships? If we are able to
use the feedback from our relational experiences, we can flow with it and have
the capacity for growth and joy.
There
is a different challenge for those who consistently succeed. Our patterns of
success can be the very thing that causes us to hit a plateau. Once we create a
groove that helps us succeed, those habits become the path of least resistance.
Often, we stop getting better. We pitch our “tent” at the spot in the mountain
we have just conquered and fail to move on. The limits to learning are often
set by the comfort we experience at a particular level of competence, even when
it’s not all we are capable of being or doing. Many would rather have a limited
level of success than explore the edge of what it means to be going for their
full potential.
Growth
inevitably requires some risk: of falling backwards and not doing as well as
before. The great golf players are constantly reinventing their game and
discovering new dimensions of how to play. The great learners in life are
continually evolving, exploring new capacities within themselves, new ways to
think and act, new ideas, and new perspectives on life. The true battle we take
on, when we are committed to self-discovery, is with how we approach our
patterns of success as well as our habits of failure. The next step is always
to discover how we are in our own way and to open the door to self-mastery,
self-love, and joy in whatever work or activity you are doing.
I
have found that when I am neither in self-judgment nor overexcited about how I
am playing, I have experiences in which beautiful, flowing, and empty movement
occurs. There is stillness in the movement that is breathtaking and results
that are exhilarating and surprising. It is stillness that I find within
movement and in this stillness I feel attuned to the Tao, the flow, and the
wonder of life.
I
think I know what is meant when they say I have “been bitten by the golf bug.”
What “bug” has caught you, and how is it revealing you, in the most
entertaining, frustrating, and powerful ways?
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