As I was walking the course, in a detached from the score mode, in the flow, zoned out kind of place, a fellow player asked what I shot on the front. It’s the sixteenth hole when she asked and all I could think was, “am I playing that well?” It was a relaxing round with very few hiccups. So when this question entered my awareness, I started to think about my score and if in fact I was having a personal best or close to it.
On my way to the seventeenth hole, a bit of apprehension came into my consciousness. If I was having a really good scoring 
round, I better not blow it and play safe. This of course is fear in a low vibration and it will only play havoc with your game and focus if you let it in. Needless to say, I did (let it in) and my going with the flow, focus on fun was smothered, which contributed to double bogie on the last two holes.
When my awareness shifted to the outcome instead of living in the moment, my concentration was chocked and I failed to determine if the putts were uphill or down, causing both to lip out. I knew the Angels were reaffirming a valuable lesson, especially when I saw one of the chapters–“Scrap the Score”– in my mind’s eye. In hindsight, I realize my playing partner’s question was out of character, and therefore, had to have been orchestrated by the Angels to wallop me out of my old ways, yet again.
I take full responsibility for giving the end result greater prominence than extracting pure pleasure from each shot. I could have easily chosen to go about my round in the usual fashion, oblivious of the outcome. The metaphoric message may possibly be not to be sidetracked by others or outside influence and to remain detached, deliberately determined and downright zoomed in.
I realize detaching from the outcome gives the Universe (and the Angels) full liberty to fill in the blanks, without my mind hindering the end results, providing amazing synchronicities and maybe even a hole-in-one. I’m learning to leave room for a plethora of possibilities.