Every moment on the course, like every moment in life, is to some degree unique and unrepeatable.
Gowf is an exercise in perspective: every shot requires that you
estimate where you are in relation to the target. Enough golf springs
you free...from your attachment to any point.
Tis a shame, 'tis a rotton shame, for if ye can enjoy the walkin’ ye can
probably enjoy the other times in yer life when ve're in between. And
that's most o' the time; wouldn't ye say?
Ye're makin' a great mistake if ye think the gemme is meant for the shots...the gemme is meant for walkin'.
Tryin' too hard is the surest way tae ruin yer game.
In all o' that 'tis a microcosm o' the world, a good stage for the drama of our self-discovery.
The game is a mighty teacher — never deviatin' from its sacred rools, always ready to lead us on.
Gowf rewards us when we bring them all together, our bodies and our
minds, our feelin's and our fantasies --- rewards us when we do and
treats us badly when we don't.
Inclusion of all our parts, alignment o' the mall with one another and
with the clubs and with the ball, with all the land we play on and with
our playin' partners.
In gowf ye see the essence of what the world itself demands.
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Tae enjoy yer'self tha's the thing, and beware the quicksand o' perfection.
Then there are the ones who are always over-dubbin' and landin' in the next tee. It's an x-ray of the soul, this game o' gowf.
Ye take the ones who always wants to think he's stronger than he is.
Think about the rest o' his habits. Is he always short o' the hole?
Yes, a man's style o' play and his swing certainly reflect the state of his soul.
True gravity permeates the universe.
True gravity is intentional.
True Gravity is a universal force, an ethical imperative, and an overwhelming spiritual experience.
Our feelin's, fantasies, thoughts, and muscles, all must join to play.
Golf is slow enough to concentrate the mind and complex enough to require our many parts.
Fascination is the true and proper mother of discipline. And Gowf is a place to practice fascination.
We come to discipline and the loveliness o' rools, the very loveliness of the game o' gowf —
Oh, we forget and remember every day, forget and remember what we're all about.
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Ye can only know wha' true gravity is by livin' into it yersel' — not
through squeezin' it and shovin' it in the way they do in the
universities and laboratories.
Ye'll come away from the links with a new hold on life, that is certain if ye play the game with all your heart.
....devoted discipline and grace will bring ye knowin's and powers
everywhere, in all your life, in all your works if they're good works,
in all your loves if they're good loves.
The grace that comes from such a discipline, the extra feel in the
hands, the extra strength and knowin' all those special powers ye've
felt from time to time, begin to enter our lives.
Ye grow in gowf, ye come to see the things ye learn there in every other place.
We're all o' us joined to the growin' world, with God we're wakin' up.
Forgettin' and rememberin': Josin' and findin' our original face — the great God and all of us are in the game together.
I think we're like the great God, who lost Himself in this dark
unconscious universe and wends His way back toward light and fullest
knowin’.
Fascination frees our journey through the worlds and opens the doors to where we want to go.
All art and love depend on fascination.
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