On The Majesty of Human Beings

When I write about Tiger, the world beats a path to my blog.

When I write about a guy named Scott Piercy leading the Canadian Open, as I did for the last two days, fewer people care.

When I write about the PGA Tour, the hits just keep on coming.

When I write about the LPGA Tour, the world says, “Oh, it’s just the women.”

But I keep writing about the lesser knowns for one very good reason: I look at all these players at this level as searchers on the road to mastery; these are the people operating on the frontiers.

They attract my attention because of what they accomplish. Piercy led the Canadian Open for two days because of his discipline and patience on an old school golf course. It was another building block for him. The LPGA travels the world and whoever bubbles up to the top on any given week has done so against a dense field of “masters in their own right.” The ladies dress up and go to dinner as a group. The LPGA is a culture of hugs, pats on the back and spewing champagne on the winners.

“Masters in their own right.” One of the things you discover as you start wandering down the path of human potential and mastery is that most people are masters in their own right.

So some would say, “Yeah, but the guy shot 76 on Sunday. And he keeps doing it. Plus, he’s missed more cuts than he’s made. Why should I care?”

The further down the mastery path you go, the softer your heart gets. Rather than looking at people as “hangers on,” you begin to look at people for what they have accomplished in spite of themselves or their lack of talent. You appreciate what they are willing to endure to accomplish their goals.

Rather than finding fault or ridicule in people who come up short, you begin to applaud them for their effort and courage. And quite frequently, the eventual realization of their dreams.

And when you get those instances where a player at the margins finally rises above their history and has one of those glorious days or weeks or years, it almost brings warm tears to your eyes when you know all that they had to overcome, all of the effort they put into it.

So that’s why I unabashedly pay attention to them. That’s why I watch for those little burbles right before the big breakthroughs. Because eventually most of them do and it’s always great to be able to say that you knew them when…and how happy you are for them.

Because in them, we can sometimes see gateways to our own majesty.

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