Handicap 18.8

And one happy zen lolly!

So glad I didn't delete this blog.

Started mindfulness practice 20 days ago! Tomorrow will be the 3week anniversary of daily sitting.

Starting 30DOM course. More later...

Zen Golf and my world revolves

I have been playing golf like a mad woman for the past 3 months, since December 31st (that fateful day), I have been playing practically every weekend and decided to cough up membership to save money.

But today I scored 50. 50 with the highest handicap means 32, which means I scored an overall
-1! So now I'm happy. Putting still up the creek but thinking about blaming the equipment.

Looking forward to my Zen Golf every morning....ahhhh....

2008 quarterly post

Yeah well, what happened to 2007?

I learnt to play golf for the summer but my first foray onto the golf course was in October. 20 over par on the first hole HAHAHA!

I quit my job and found a short term contract which means I get an office with a view - close to my beloved water.

I ballooned. Stress at work caused me to abandon all hope of knee recuperation, but I think I'm back on track now.

And this week's self realisation: If you take risks by letting someone into your being, be prepared to be hurt when they stab you....arrrgh!

Peace...peace...ARRGGGH Panic

No amount of meditating last night, could get rid of my habit of churning over a bad situation. In the end it's never as bad as I think, but after a load of angst the lesson I need to learn is - life isn't about winning ... it's about ...well what is it about? hmmmm....

In the end the feeling of dread can fill us all, but it's an interesting concept - why should we fear the future when we don't even know what is going to happen? Amazing our imagination runs wild and we start to think that fantasy is reality.

Quite like the fantasy world though - everyone gets on with everyone... but that can't happen really???

The Grip

The Grip - the most fundamental part of golf and I'm still trying to get it. Well, I have only been on the range. Will get out onto the course this summer though - just liked to hit that little white ball a little more consistently. And whoooooosh far! mmm there's a kind of addiction about whacking that ball as far as you can. However, when it just dribbles back into the basket you just hope the guy in the next stall wasn't watching...heheh.

Hey ho. Golf's like life. Can't rush it, it takes a long to time to get perfection...or perhaps you never will..

Hasta luego.

Comedy of Life

Today is another day. A day where someone somewhere is laughing. However not here. I don't hear any laughter. Here are some things that make people laugh...

1) TV shows
2) People
3) Children
4) Winning the lottery
5) Schadenfreude - I learnt that word this year from a show which made me laugh called Avenue Q.
6) Silly jokes
7) Serious jokes
8) People being dead serious about themselves but making a fool of themselves
9) People being dead silly about themselves seriously (stand up?)
10) Dilbert
11) Foreigners speaking your language - a bit like 5) but you try speaking theirs and you may not be laughing
12) Clever adverts
13) Recounting fond memories
14) Recounting foolish acts
15) Recounting serious acts and realising that they were foolish

... and the list goes on...

But still no one's laughing here at the office. I call it the morgue. But probably dead people would find more to laugh about than in here.

Individual or Odd one out?

What happens if you feel that no-one seems to understand how you tick, and that you are always feel the odd one out in any situation? Is it worth being odd for three scores years and ten?

Different

What happens if you believe that you are neither male or female and do not feel inclined to behave stereotypically like one or the other?

Watched an interesting documentary called Middle Age. Thought provoking.