(Clearwisdom.net)
1. Dafa Cured My Illnesses
I am a physician, yet prior to my own cultivation, I was unable to do anything about my own illnesses. I had rheumatism, bladder stones, gastritis, pharyngitis, rhinitis, and I caught the common cold frequently. My rheumatism bothered me the most, I had chills throughout the year and my feet and legs were in a lot of pain.
For many years, I took a lot of herbal medication to cure my rheumatism. However, not only did my symptoms not improve, I got gastritis from taking too much herbal medication. I had to stop taking medications for my rheumatism and start treating my gastritis. After seeing many well known specialists, I was told by all of them to take two courses of medications (three months is one course). After two courses, my gastritis still did not improve. I had lost all confidence. I was very weak, thin and in a lot of pain.
I had just about lost all hope, then in 1998 I heard that Falun Gong had the ability to heal illnesses and thus I went to the exercise site. The next day, a practitioner gave me a copy of Zhuan Falun. Since I was very sick at the time, I could not stay awake to study the Fa. Local practitioners were watching the Teaching the Fa at Jinan video; I joined them. The amazing thing was that once I had entered the room, my pain was gone. Just like what Master said in Zhuan Falun: “Once you walk into the classroom, all symptoms will be gone” official translation, English version, 2nd edition.
Since I had just come to know Dafa, I did not have the right understandings. That is, I studied Fa, did the exercises, but still took medications as usual. After I finished watching Master's lecture videos, I still had stomach pain. I went for more tests at the hospital, but they did not help. I felt that modern medicine was unable to help me anymore, and thus I told my husband: “I will just let it be, live or die. I will put my whole heart into practicing Falun Gong”.
I shared my situation with a practitioner at our group study and she help me a lot. This practitioner used to have severe pulmonary heart disease, but her condition was soon gone without taking a single pill after she had started to practice Falun Gong. Her experience gave me great confidence.
I decided to study Fa and do the exercises every day. After one week, my father said, “My child, I think you are getting better.” Eventually I completely let go of my attachment to illness and all my discomforts were gone within a month. My experience is proof to what master said in Zhuan Falun, “If you cannot give up the attachment or that illness, we cannot do anything and will be helpless to you.”official translation
One night during that month, I felt a gush of warmth from the top of my head to the bottom of my feet while I was sleeping. Since then, I do not get the chills anymore. I did not know until later that what I had experienced was Guanding by Master. I felt the joy of having no illness for the first time in my life.
Since my body recovered well, I have gained weight and my spirits are high. Some of my family also started to practice Falun Gong.
2. My Path in Fa Rectification
The CCP started to persecute Falun Gong on July 20th, 1999. At the time, I had some understanding of Dafa. I knew that Master was not wrong in teaching people to follow Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance to become good and healthy people. I knew that the propaganda broadcast on Chinese state TV was all lies. It did not matter what the CCP propaganda said, my belief in Dafa was not shaken.
In November 1999, my agency had a meeting to conclude the year. I wanted to write something short and simple just like I had in previous years. However, we were told to write about our understandings of Falun Gong and what we wrote would be put into our files. I immediately decided to rewrite my report. This was a good chance to validate the Fa which I did not want to miss. At the meeting, I started with a brief summary of my work in the past year, then I talked about the changes of my health and xinxing after I started to practice Falun Gong. I also talked about the greatness of Dafa, how compassionate Master is, and that what the CCP said was all lies. After I read my report, I handed it in for record keeping.
My husband and I work in the same agency. He found out about my report right after the meeting. Because my husband works in the political sector, this incident was huge to him. He got very angry. I told him calmly, “I only said the truth.” He knew about the changes of my health thus could not find anything to say. We later found out that my report did not go on file and that we did not get into any trouble either. Once we let go of our human attachments, the persecution would not touch us.
In April, 2000, a practitioner and I went to Tiananmen, Beijing to validate the Fa. Security personnel from my agency stopped us just as were exiting the train station in Beijing. They locked me in a cold damp basement; they stripped and searched me down to my under garments, taking all my money. They first made me squat. Then they cuffed my hands to a metal pipe and gave me a shakey chair to sit on. I was cuffed like that around the clock except when I ate and went to the bathroom. Two security guards took turns watching me, not letting me sleep. As soon as I dozed off, the guard would grab my collar and shout, “Do not sleep!” I was kept like that for ten days. I found out that all the practitioners held upstairs were already sent home so I asked the guards, “Why I am not allowed to go home yet? I will go on hunger strike if you do not let me go home.” They were frightened and released me.
I had bladder stone prior to cultivation. While I was held in that basement, one day I had back and stomach pain. I later urinated some sandy stones. When I was released, I had back and stomach pain yet again at work. I told myself, “This is not an illness; let me endure the pain. I cannot be afraid, or else Master will have to endure it for me. I am not willing to let Master endure this for me.” In the afternoon, I urinated out a stone the size of a soybean! Prior to cultivation, I was in extreme pain every time my bladder stones would bother me. This time, Master did not let me suffer any pain. I put my palms together in heshi and said, “Thank you Master” many times. I was completely free from the suffering of my bladder stones. I put the stone in a paper cup and showed it to my supervisor and colleagues so that they could witness the miracle of Dafa.
In November, 2000, I went to Beijing again with fellow practitioners. Once we got to Tiananmen, we opened up our banners reading “Falun Dafa is Good”, “Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance are Good”. We shouted: “Falun Dafa is good!”, “Master is innocent, Dafa is innocent”. We shouted for about three minutes before policemen ran over. They took away our banners and took us to Tiananmen Police Station.
There were many Dafa practitioners at the police station. None of them reported their names or addresses. Many of us were taken to Qianmen Police Station. There we were interrogated one at a time. They smooth-talked me and then threatened me, but I did not cooperate. Eventually, they brought in the station chief; I still would not cooperate. The station chief slapped my face and kicked my legs. We were sent to Chongwen Detention Center. We were put in a ward which is said to be the most evil ward. Death-row criminals were kept there as well. The guards instructed the other inmates to torture us. They made us shower with cold water in the dead of winter. They made us climb on walls, squat, stand with arms to the sides, kneel, etc. They would beat us if we resisted.
Another female practitioner was soon sent to our ward. The evil authorities exhausted all their methods on her but she did not yield. She was brutalized to the point that she was unable to get up from the floor and still she told the evil individuals, “Cultivating Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is not a crime; it is wrong to persecute Falun Gong.” They did not stop torturing her until after midnight. They never asked her name and address again. She was released the next morning.
I had already reported my name and address, however I was not released as they had promised. Instead, I was transferred to another ward. I then recognized, “I have behaved poorly, I was afraid to suffer.” I put my mind straight. “I came out to validate the Fa, I will let go all of my attachments”. I was told to go home that afternoon.
Cultivation is a serious matter. Since I did not completely let go of my attachments to my siblings, I was arrested and sent to police station in September, 2001 while I was putting up flyers near my relatives' home. I was locked in a room with a floor covered in urine and feces. I did not report my name and address and was sent to the local detention center. On the next day, they asked for my name and address again during the interrogation. After the painful lesson I learned at the detention center in Beijing, I told the policemen, “To not get anyone else involved, I cannot tell you this.” They started to torture me; they made me squat and stand. They also said that they would get large bonuses when they caught a Falun Gong practitioner. I kept on telling them the truth. I said, “The self-immolation at Tiananmen Square is fake. Dafa practitioners are innocent. Master is innocent.” At the same time, I sent forth righteous thoughts to stop the evil. The policemen started to beat me since I did not cooperate. My chin was black and blue from the beating. They cursed at Master, I shouted, “Falun Dafa is good. fa zheng qian kun, xie e quan mie, fa zheng tian di, xian shi xian bao!” I felt the entire detention center shake.
Policemen wanted to burn the back of my hand with a cigarette so I sent forth righteous thoughts to forbid them from getting near me. Thus they stayed away. I understood that at critical points, our divine power would show itself only when we have no human attachments. They gave me water; I refused to take it. They poured the water over my head. I told them, “It is heaven's rule that we will be judged for our good and bad deeds. Evil deeds will eventually be punished.”
I did not cooperate to the end and the policemen eventually said, “We don't know what to do with you.” At noon, they took me back to the room that was covered with feces. I kept on shouting, "My Master is innocent! Dafa is innocent! This place is not for Dafa practitioners, I want to leave and do what I should do." My voice vibrated in the room. Soon, my husband took me home. I shed tears of gratitude. I thought that for me to get out of this place with righteous thoughts meant Master had supported me and had given me strength. Otherwise, I would not have ever dreamed of this experience since I have always been a mellow tempered woman.
After I got home, out of nowhere I had a thought, “I cannot post and give out Dafa materials in the future.” At that time, I did not know that I needed to deny this thought. My fear became stronger and stronger. I gathered all the Dafa materials at my home and burned them. This invited the evil; I was unable to sleep that night. My righteous thoughts had no power and I could not calm down during Fa study. The evil manipulated my husband to forbid me from studying the Fa and doing the exercises. He told me to get rid of my Dafa books or else he would burn them. I was scared. I took all the books and left them at a relative's house. I walked away from Dafa.
I became like a kite cut loose from its string. I had no support. I did not practice for a year and half and got sick again. I was unable to go to work as none of the medication helped. The evil was rampant. Many fellow practitioners were sent to brainwashing centers. I was in a lot of fear and felt that fellow practitioners were reluctant to contact me. There were no one to help me. I wanted to study the Fa, but I was afraid to. I did not know what to do. I knew Master was worried about me and borrowed ordinary peoples' mouths to point it out to me, “Aren't all your efforts wasted?” I knew Master was trying to enlighten me when I heard this, but I did not know what to do, like a plug unable to find an outlet. I was in great pain. I was afraid to enter my own home. I could not see well and became disoriented when I left my house.
As I had nearly lost all hope, a fellow practitioner asked me to read Master's Explaining the Fa During the 2003 Lantern Festival at the U.S. West Fa Conference,
“It's not a big deal if you haven't done well. Just do things well next time and try to find out where the problem was.”
Master also said,
“I don't like it when you blame yourselves, it's completely pointless. I'll just repeat what I said, 'If you've fallen don't just lie there, get up right away!'”
After reading this lecture, I could not find words to describe my gratitude. To us, Master's every word is like a talk to young children. I wanted to shout, “Compassionate Master! You have me back again.” My eyes filled with tears. I told Master, “I still want to cultivate!” My head immediately cleared up. I did not cry, I thought: I will listen to Master's words, get up quickly, let go of my attachments and study Fa! I will walk forward with Master.
In July 2003, I started to cultivate again. I brought back all my Dafa books and studied the Fa day and night, consistently doing the exercises. I tried my best to do the three things well. For instance, I used to put Dafa flyers at people's doors and in bicycle baskets. Later, I thought it would be better if I could put fliers directly in people's hands. This way, the effects of the fliers would be more powerful. Since then, I have tried to give people fliers in person. I send forth righteous thoughts before I leave home and ask for Master's support. I would greet those I meet, “Hello, here is a truth clarifying flier for you.” Most the people can accept that and thank me for it. If the people I meet do not seem busy, I clarify the truth and persuade them to withdraw from the CCP first and then give then a Dafa flier. As I had a deeper understanding of the Fa, my xinxing elevated and I had less fear; truth clarifying also became easier. Sometimes I would encounter those who refused the fliers. I felt discouraged at the beginning.
Later, I thought: In order to save people, I can not be shy about it. I used to choose who I would want to talk to and give fliers to. Afterward, I thought: those are all human attachments; I need to eliminate them. Since then, I have given fliers to almost everyone I meet. I am not moved by those who would not listen or take my fliers. I have encountered danger and threats too, but those situations have been resolved by Master's support and protection.
I was almost always able to send forth righteous thoughts four times away like Master wanted. However, there were times that I could not hear my alarm at midnight and I would make it up later. I would feel uncomfortable whenever I missed the time to send forth righteous thoughts. I would feel shameful to see Master's picture in the morning. I often speak to Master, “I beg Master help me to eliminate all interference, I must do well.” I now do the sitting meditation at 10:50 pm and send forth righteous thoughts afterward.
3. Cultivate Dafa, Balance Family Life
Prior to the persecution, my husband read Zhuan Falun once. He also saw the improvement of my health, so he knew that Dafa is good. But he did not cultivate. After the persecution started, he knew of the CCP's cruel nature and thus demanded that I cultivate at home in secret and not appeal for Falun Gong. Master gave me my life and taught me to be a good person. How could I cultivate at home in secrecy while Master and Dafa were being wrongly accused. How could I let the evil freely fabricate lies about Master and Dafa, letting them poison sentient being and not clarifying the truth. I clarified my reasons with my husband and continued to put up fliers, clarify the truth, and appeal. My husband's employer put pressure on him. My husband then threatened me with a divorce. My attitude is that I can give up anything but Dafa.
One day, my husband gave me the divorce agreement which he had drafted; I signed without even looking at it. My husband was in shock and said, “How can you sign without reading it? What part of our assets do you want?” I replied, “I don't want anything. I only want Dafa and a healthy body.” He did not know what to do. In his mind, I have always been a mellow mother and wife, always agreeable. He have not imagine that under the CCP's ruthless persecution, I could be firm like that. In the end my husband just wanted to threaten me to not go out to clarify the truth. He did not want to divorce me. He tore up the divorce agreement.
Some people say that my cultivation has affected my husband's promotion. He grew hatred toward me because of this and yells at me and sometimes even hits me. I see myself as a practitioner,keeping check of my xinxing. I have taken good care of him and have tried to enlighten him with Dafa: Our lives are already planned out, it is not me who has affected you; plus, the whole family benefits if one of them cultivates. He slowly began understanding the greatness of Dafa and Dafa practitioners' compassion. He later not only agreed that Dafa was good, but also did things that were beneficial to Dafa. As a result, he received fortune and luck. During a deadly car accident, his car was completely destroyed, but he was unhurt.
July 11th, 2011