The Golf Gods
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As we started to play, I quickly realized that this was going to be a long morning. Slow Hand Sunn is the slowest player I have ever seen, which is probably how he got his name. He approaches his ball from behind as if he were sneaking up on it. He then sort of shuffles over to the side as he slowly measures his clubface to the ball. Then, he squats a couple of times, stops, pauses, widens his stance, squats a couple of more times, stops, looks at the ball, looks at the hole, looks at the ball, looks at the hole, appears to go into a trace, and, finally swings at the ball. God forbid, if for some reason he is interrupted during this routine, he starts his ritual all over, from the beginning. “Sunn is slow,” I complained to my caddie. “Is that bad?” she asked. “Well, it is a little annoying,” I stated with a scowl. “Because —?” “Because I don’t like to play this slow,” I snapped back. “It’s his house. Can’t you be a little patient?” she queried. I became more and more annoyed as we played. About the ninth hole, I looked up and noticed a golf cart headed our way. It had two men in it with straw hats, sunglasses, and flowered shirts. They were towing a barbecue grill and had lawn chairs tied to the top of their cart. The next time Sunn was up, I watched with amusement as they opened a cooler full of beverages, fired up the barbecue, and dug out some goodies to snack on. Each time it was Slow Hand’s shot, they would tend to the barbecue, listen to the radio or, if near a sand trap, they would get out lawn chairs, tanning lotion and act as if they were sun bathing at the beach. The afternoon turned into great fun. I never even noticed the slow pace, or that my caddie had disappeared. Later at home, as I was looking at the next day’s schedule, I noticed the book on the table. I picked it up and read: A troubled angel spent many lives searching for the key to happiness. He traveled many worlds interviewing people who fit his criteria as successful and happy. At the end of his journey he declared, “I guess what I have learned; is that people are free to create their own shambhala — whatever that may be.”
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About the Book
Imagine if you suddenly found yourself in a world where golf is the way of life. Each morning the people on this world get up and play golf and work on their courses. According to the condition of their course and, any improvements; they get paid for it. Every person’s course is a reflection of their persona. You are the course inspector. You work for the Golf Gods. You are responsible for inspecting the condition of each person’s course. You meet people like, Slow Hand Sunn, Betting Thomas, Mangled Mandie and others. You find yourself involved with night-golfers and in conflict with the committee of moral, ethical and economic development. It is a spiritual quest that is both enlightening and thought provoking. It is an astonishing and educational journey. With the help of a mystical book and a mysterious guide it is a journey not soon to be forgotten.
About the Author
David Green has a master’s degree in counseling and almost 25 years of counseling experience. He has worked on an inpatient psychiatric ward, with individuals with chronic mental illness, with families, individuals with developmental disabilities; college students, high school age kids, juvenile delinquents, people with substance abuse issues, and people with sever injuries that dramatically affected their lives. He is an author and wrote articles and newsletters for businesses and newspapers. “The one thing that always troubled me,” Mr. Green stated. “Was that you could take a persons problem and explain it with a theory of counseling. I always felt that people are unique. There problems are unique. You cannot say that A + B always leads to problems. You can take a person and explain the same issue with several different counseling theories. Are they all right? I am uncomfortable explaining my behavior and my personality based on a theory of counseling. Not all people react to the same situation the same way. I choose to believe that people are more than a product of upbringing or significant events that affect their lives.” Working on an inpatient psychiatric ward David got to work with individuals in the throws of a psychotic episode. Working with chronic mental illness he was able to work with people that struggle with problems on a daily basis. “At first I used to think, why don’t theses people just wake up and get over it? But than I learned that there issues are more than just a decision making process. Some people’s problems are physical or chemical imbalances. Others are a personality flaw.”