ON CLEANING HOUSE

 

A page from the book "Notes on Love and Courage" by Hugh Prather:

 

"Last night, Rusty pointed out a waitress who was taking orders at the next table.  He said that four years ago she was married, had a fourteen-year-old daughter, and was the school system's consultant on dyslexia.  It was summer.  She and her husband were having a drink in a bar in Aransas Pass.  Her husband went to the rest room, and while he was gone a man at the other end of the bar said:  "Hi.  Would you like to come with me to Mexico?" 

On the spot, she walked out.  She lived with the man for three years, in Guatemala.  Even more unexpected than the story was the reaction at our table.  We were all staring at this woman as though she was a heroine.  

A time comes when you need to clean house.  No, you need to go even further.  You need to burn the house down, with yourself inside it.  Then, you must walk from the fire and say:  "I have no name."