(Clearwisdom.net) The Fa-rectification has been going on for 6 years. During that time, like all my fellow practitioners, I have had many experiences. I would like to write down a few personal stories to thank Teacher for his compassion, salvation and best of care, and also to validate the miracle and supernormal nature of Dafa.

1. Handcuffs Do Not Work on Dafa Practitioners

On May 24, 2005, two fellow practitioners and I went to Beijing to appeal for justice for Falun Gong. The local police arrested us and I was taken to a detention center against my will. I went on a hunger strike to protest their brutality and demanded that they release me unconditionally. The police then sent me to a hospital. They attempted to forcibly give me injections. Four strong policemen, who were around 20 years old, together with a doctor, held me down on a bed. I refused to cooperate with them, but eventually they forced an IV drip into me. They cuffed the hand that did not have the IV, as well as my feet, to the bed and then left the room. At that moment, I only had one thought in my mind, "I must take the IV out." I pulled my hand down and the handcuffs immediately opened. The police saw this on the monitors. They came to my room hurriedly and carefully checked the handcuffs. I took this opportunity to clarify the truth to them again. I told them that Dafa is supernormal and advised them not to persecute Dafa practitioners. They silently listened to me and left the room without a word. From their faces, I could tell that they saw and believed the miracle and supernormal capabilities of Dafa.

2. Death Bed Cannot Defeat a Dafa Practitioner

The next day, a lower level head of the police said, "The handcuffs don't work, so this time we'll tie her to the Falun Gong bed." What he called "Falun Gong Bed" was an instrument of torture made specially for persecuting practitioners. It is also called the "Death Bed". Four or five policemen tied me onto the "Death Bed" very tightly. They forced both hands behind my back and then cuffed them to two bedposts, so that I was unable to move at all. After a while, both arms felt very painful and numb. My back and waist were in pain. But at that moment, I did not think about the pain and did not even think about whether or not I would be able to endure this torture if they kept me tied down that way. What I was thinking about was, how honored I was to be a sentient being that was born in the days when Dafa spreads in the world; and how honored I was to be a Dafa disciple in the Fa-rectification period, having a chance to assist Master in rectifying the Fa in the universe. With those thoughts in my mind, the pain gradually began to disappear and I was in a state of meditation. I felt so comfortable that my body seemed not to exist and I easily went to sleep. Later on I heard a policeman say, "It's already been three days. Her husband is a foreigner. We'll be held responsible if she dies. Take her off the bed!"

Torture demonstration diagram

3. Torture Cannot Shake a Dafa Practitioner's Will

After they released me from the "Death Bed", they sent me to the Beijing Public Security Bureau Hospital - a place where Dafa practitioners have been persecuted the most cruelly. In the basement of the hospital, they tortured me even more brutally than before.

A few policemen pushed me on a bed, pulling my arms and legs in 4 directions with all their strength until my body was stretched to its extreme. They then cuffed my wrists and ankles to the 4 bedposts. At that moment, I was also wearing foot shackles, which weighed about twenty kilograms. The iron rings of the shackles were biting into my ankles. It felt too painful to tolerate, and my wrists were bleeding due to the tight handcuffs. One of the policemen said, "This is not the way to treat a human being. It's like killing a pig." After cuffing me to the bed, they put a feeding tube into my stomach via my nose, forcibly feeding me. After the force-feeding was done, they intentionally did not take care of the tube so that everything that was fed into my stomach flowed out. That dirty, sticky stuff flowed back from my stomach and spilled on my shoulders and neck. They did not let me use the restroom, so they put a catheter tube in me. It just so happens that I had my period at that time. They took off my underwear and put plastic sheets under my body. It was over 35 degrees Celsius in Beijing. There was no window or ventilation system in this basement room. It was damp, hot, and it stank to point of causing one to gag. The sweat ran all down my body. The lower part of my body was soaked with menstrual secretions, and the dirty stuff on my shoulders and neck emitted a foul smell. They kept me cuffed to the bed in this way for 20 days. During that time, whenever I felt the pain was too much to bear, I would go to sleep. I always felt very comfortable after I fell asleep, without any sense of being cuffed to a bed. One day when I was half-sleeping, I saw a big snake approaching me with its mouth open. I was not scared at all. Instead I just calmly looked at it. When this snake got close to me, a sword suddenly came out of my body, thrusting straight into the snake's mouth, and the sword ran through the snake. I opened my eyes and found everything around me was normal. I realized that every Dafa disciple is not only protected by Master's Fashen and heavenly Law-Guardians but we also have divine weapons within ourselves.

This room was close to the restroom, and a lot of heavy ventilation equipment was running and making loud noise 24 hours a day. One morning, the noise woke me up. I felt very uncomfortable in my heart, sweat covered my body, and I felt extreme pain in my private areas. After a while, I began to feel chest pains. Like a person locked up in a sealed jar, I felt like I was going to suffocate at any minute. I felt I was on the verge of being crushed and at the limit of my endurance. At that moment, Teacher's Tempering One's Mind and Heart appeared in my mind. I started reciting this poem. After I recited it a few times, I felt my heart starting to relax. I kept reciting. Soon the relaxed area in my chest gradually began to expand. Shortly, the uncomfortable feeling was gone. Instead, I had a very comfortable and beautiful feeling. Teacher gave me another life.

Although the above stories took place three years ago, whenever I recall these experiences, tears still cover my face. What our compassionate, magnificent Teacher has been enduring for every Dafa disciple, as well as every sentient being in the cosmos, is impossible to describe with words. Just as Teacher has indicated in Fa-Rectification Period Dafa Disciples,

We will never be able to repay Teacher for what he has done for us. What we can do is to be diligent, more diligent in our cultivation practice and do the three things well as Teacher has taught.