Let My People Golf

From our founder:

I thought a lot about whether or not to write / send this email.

I know religion, the bible, God, etc. are very meaningful and important topics and I, in no way, intend any disrespect to anyone.

The most impactful book I’ve ever read is “Let My People Go Surfing” by Yvon Chouinard, founder of Patagonia. And I guess I figure, if he felt ok using that title, I’m ok with mine.

After all, it’s just an email 🙂

From Chat GPT:

Moses, leading the Israelites who were enslaved in Egypt, repeatedly confronted Pharaoh with God's command: "Let my people go, so that they may worship me." Pharaoh refused multiple times, leading to the ten plagues. Eventually, after the final plague, Pharaoh relented and freed the Israelites.

Why write about this? Good question.

Freedom. Freedom from work, stress, people, bosses, mind…

Man do I miss those solo rounds at Wolf Hollow. Nine holes after all the range balls were picked and cleaned and bagged for the pro shop. Just me and my intention; get better at hitting the sweetspot! I used to have a song in my head for those walks; Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelu-u-ujah. I’m not sure why or where that song came from but it found itself in my head most of the time I was out there alone. Free.

Purpose. Intent. Direction. The drive for something meaningful.

I could spend hours on the range. God knows. Sometimes I’d pull my car up to the tee after everyone was gone so I could shine my lights on the range and practice after the sun was gone. Man I was purposeful. Intentional. I was so focused and driven. I read books from cover to cover, watched videos on VHS and DVD. I filmed my swing on old school camcorders. I needed to find the sweet spot.

Persistence.

Golf is hard. It almost never gives. But for those who never give up, there is the occasional sense of freedom, intention, and reward. I’d say golf has rewarded me with just about the exact amount I put into it. Though not at first. At first I was a club throwing maniac. I couldn’t understand how my normally gifted physical body could struggle to find the face for hours, no DAYS at a time. But at some point i started getting something back. At some point I started making more pars than bogeys. More 1 putts than 3 putts. At some point I found myself through the game. I learned to breathe. I learned to visualize. I learned to create intention through feel. I learned to play the game as God intended. Or, as the golf gods intended.

Golf has given me so much.

So, in a phrase, in a statement, in a proclamation, Let My People GOLF! Get out there and find yourself. Get free of stress, work, bosses, traffic. Get intentional about one single, solitary thing. And persist at all costs! You WILL be rewarded. I can attest.

Gratefully,

Sam Goulden

PS. Ai was used in researching (not writing) this email. Please forgive Ai for not being 100% accurate if applicable.

Let My People Golf

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