Clinical Case 20

I accompanied this person.

It seems I have let go of the past and am asking myself to return to it to point out the steps of my "story" since my entry into dentosophy, which has led me to reread exercises of observing myself in the 3 centers (physical, emotional, and intellectual), that I have written for more than 2 years, in the context of everyday situations. I rediscovered a person full of illusions about herself and the world, convinced of being right in a great many circumstances, rigid, expressing incessant demands, egocentric, perpetually angry, in closure, refusal, flight, need for recognition and approval, and therefore perfectly infantile despite more than half a century of existence. Nothing extraordinary, finally, and completely human...
The left incisor of the upper jaw was really prominent, I found it very ugly and avoided smiling too widely. For some time, it has almost reintegrated the plane of its neighbor. In fact, I am not the only one to have seen its implantation transform, I noticed it on a recent photo where I did not really recognize myself.

Regarding you, Michel Montaud, I wish to note that after I copiously insulted and internally despised you after our first appointment, I quickly learned to recognize what you brought me in terms of support and recognition. I think I was waiting for you as a father role. In the first year, we discussed a lot and confronted sometimes opposing opinions. Gradually, I started to listen to you, or not, but I knew that something useful would come out of it. The game with Martine F, upon return, was to find and exchange something that would nourish the next work. Until June 2011.
At my next appointment, this no longer had to be, for a week, a phrase had imposed itself on me, "connected but not attached!" and it suited many situations and relationships in my life. As if something in me was taking off or starting anew.

But to reach this stage, I went through some conscious shocks. An accident first, which left me without a car and with 2 broken ribs. I think I did not accept reality as it was and, while sleeping, I ran into it. I started to better perceive all the "beautiful" qualities mentioned above. But, unable to face it, I got angry (but not durably) with my entire family plus a few others at my son's wedding a week later. Yet, the process of transformation was underway, with a series of real acceptances and releases to external situations, but also internal ones.
Until my brother's death: we were at a restaurant, he slumped; I immediately knew he was dead and that the rescuers could not revive him. I was aware of everything that was happening around me and within me, emotions and feelings, thoughts and physical sensations. I faced everything that followed, practically alone, with calm and efficiency, and I did not know that I would be capable of it.

Regarding the work of dentosophy, at the beginning I chewed the activator with a kind of rage, violence, force, tenacity, as a desire for destruction: I was only in the teeth, I was only my teeth.
I eventually sought and found relaxation in practice, understanding that the presence and awareness at the same time in tension and release were important since these two phases contribute to harmony and balance. Currently, I focus more on relaxation throughout the body.

I will end by nuancing the initial picture: 2 years and a half later, the letting go and acceptance of what is, of others and of myself, in a form of respect, gentleness, and joy, manifests more.
Something in me is straighter and stronger, on the way to autonomy and more confidence. And this is the result of dentosophy combined with the practice of a true spiritual path.
I also know that I am only at the beginning, the few results obtained cannot hide the necessity to persevere in the deepening of this work which is ultimately the goal of life, or at least of mine.