Elizabeth Gilbert (29:50)
So we went to a funeral for the mother of a friend, and at this funeral there was a drama happening. What I loved about Raya was her ability when she was insanity, sobriety, and recovery to be able to enter into any situation and meet it in this very simple, relaxed, courageous way that allowed the humanity of every person in the story to be represented while at the same time holding boundaries and being protective. This is why she felt to me like the human embodiment of safety. And this story exemplifies it. So we went to this funeral for the mother of a friend. The drama that was happening was that a grandson of the woman who had died was a very troubled family member of this family. He was a young man in his early 20s who was a meth addict. He had recently gotten out of prison. He had a history of violence. He had a history of drug addiction. And the family did not want him to come to this funeral because he was a disruptive agent who everybody was afraid of. They hid the information from him about his grandmother dying and about where the funeral was so that he would not show up. He found out about it, and he showed up. And you know who's really scary? That guy. So for me, as somebody who's terrified of humans and their unpredictability and their danger, this is a code red. And, like, for a lot of people who are at that funeral, this was a code red. He was high when he got there, and he was enraged and he was in grief. So all of that was happening. So he's like this nucleus of disruption, unpredictability, chaos, and possible assault. This is like the scariest person in the world to me, and he's the scariest person in the world to every single person there. Raya takes a look at him and is like, oh, hello, my brother. Right? Hello, my fellow drug addict. Hello, my fellow lost soul. Like, I see you. She walks right up to him, like, in absolute ease, with such mercy, without being pitying. Just this, like, I know you, and I know who you are. And she does this thing that she used to do with people that I loved, and it makes me tear up now, where she would take her fist very lightly, and she would tap it like, I'll do it right now in my heart. She would just. When she saw me, she would just tap it on my heart, and she would say, how you doing in there? Right? How you doing in there? I used to see her do it with her nieces, her nephews, her friends. How you doing in there? Like, she'd go right into the center because she could see. She was so good at intuiting when somebody wasn't doing well in there. So she walks up to this guy and she does a little tap on his heart and she goes, how you doing in there? And he just softened for a moment and looked like he was going to fall into her arms in tears. And I wish he had. And he was a little confused because he's like, I don't know who you are, but I also do. And then he just had this like. Like exhale. And then it all came back. All the crazy came back, and he kind of pushed her away, and he walked away, and she came back to me, and she was really thoughtful, and she's like, babe, I want you to take all of our valuables and lock them in our car and give me the key and lock the car and then help me. We're going to go around this gathering, and I want you to tell everybody here, don't leave anything that you have that's valuable unattended today. Keep your purse on you, keep your wallet on you, keep your car keys on you. Lock everything valuable in the car. Don't make a big deal out of it. Just tell everybody. So we did that, and then the funeral went off without incident. So that night, we're at dinner, and I said to her, thank you so much for protecting everybody from him today. And she got tears in her eyes, and she was like, oh, did you think that I was protecting us from him? She's like, no, no, no, honey. I was protecting him from the very worst things that he could have done to himself today. She's like, he's probably going to die. He doesn't have any support. He's really far gone. But there's still a window of hope that he might someday recover and get well. And if he does, as part of his recovery, he's going to have to make amends to every single person he ever harmed. And I don't want that. She just started crying. She's like, I don't want that poor kid. In addition to everything else he's going to have to face to have to face that he stole from people at his grandmother's funeral. So we were just helping him not do that today. That was my Raya. Like, at her most sane, at her most compassionate. That's the woman who I loved and still love and who still guides me, right? Who is able to protect not just victims, but they're predators, right? Like that. That's why I loved Raya. And now the dark counterpart to that is when she made the decision, let me go back here. Long before she reintroduced drugs into her system, she made a decision to leave the rooms of 12 step recovery. After maybe 13 years of sobriety because she was bored with it. Here's the dark side. Because she thought she knew better than everyone in the room, because she thought she was cured, because she thought she didn't need anyone. So that same person who had that beautiful strength that could, with such composure, go into a room and hold everyone also had this ego that was like, I don't need anybody. I'm the toughest, coolest, most badass. She was believing her own press, essentially, right. Which I fed into and a lot of people fed into. And she was like, I'm not an addict anymore. You know, I'm cured. I don't need a community. I don't need a program of recovery. I don't need a higher power. I am the highest power in the universe. I'm Raya fucking Elias. So she left the rooms, and I don't know which one came first, but she started drinking and decided that she could handle it because she was so good at handling so many things. She was like, I can handle a reasonable. A reasonable amount of alcohol. And she started drinking, first secretly and then in a very challenging way publicly and. And deciding that she. That she could handle substances because she could handle a crazed meth addict. Why would it seem to her that she could not also handle intoxicating substances? And that's when she started her decline, which turned her. At first. What's that F. Scott Fitzgerald line? First slowly, then quickly. At first slowly and then quickly, she started to lose all of her attainments. All the dignity, integrity, compassion and decency that she had built up in this sort of bank of her soul over years of recovery started to drop. So it's like, now I'm going to start keeping secrets. Now I'm going to start judging people. Now I'm going to start thinking I'm the fucking coolest thing in the entire universe. Now I'm going to start using people. Now I'm going to start being manipulated, manipulative. Now I'm going to start telling myself that it's okay if I do a little cocaine. And. And now I'm going to. I'm going to command, because she was very commanding that somebody who I would have five years ago killed for, somebody who I would have protected, who I would have killed, anyone who harmed. I'm going to demand that that person drive across city lines and get me a felony's worth of cocaine and bring it to me with money from their atm. And if you don't do that, I'm going to attack you. So that's who she became in her addiction. So I got to see Raya at her finest and I got to see Raya at her worst, and she got to see me at my finest and she got to see me at my worst. And I feel like that was a contract that our souls made with each other long before the earth's crust cooled. That we were going to come here and do this and we were going to play this story out all the way to the end, all the way to the river. And then we were going to have to get very, very, very honest. And then one of us was going to have to tell everybody this story. One of us was going to die and the other one was going to tell this story. I mean, this is the deal that we made and that's what brings us to here.