I met the Reverend of a church and offered to work with congregants. About a dozen people showed up. We sat in a circle. I asked people to introduce themselves, guiding them successivly into Presence. The fourth person to share was a man in his 50s. I brought his attention to some tightness in his mouth. I asked him to be with it. His arms went back, his face forward, his legs straightened. His face and breath tightened and he began to sputter. I helped his rigid body onto the floor. His neck tightened even more and he stopped breathing. After awhile he drew a breath and started crying. When the tears subsided he moved back into his chair. I asked if he was complete and he said yes. I moved onto the next person in the circle. When everyone had shared we took a break.
At the break I thanked him for his beautiful work and casually asked him if he knew what it was about. The man said yes, he knew exactly what it was. When he was a kid he was in an accident. He was thrown into the windshield, shattering it. His entire life changed in that second. As a teen he studied and worked on the trauma. Later he went to college and became a therapist. He had a practice in the area. He said he'd been working on this for over 50 years, and "today, it happened". He said he knew it was done, and that he was free.