(Minghui.org) I obtained the Fa in 1996. During my 15 years of cultivation, many amazing things have happened to me, my family members, and fellow practitioners. They are manifestations of Master's immense compassion, our mighty virtue, and the boundless power of the Fa in the human world. They are the inevitable expressions of supernormal and divine powers bestowed by Dafa.
I will write about several of these experiences that I can remember clearly. Although the stories are true, they happened at different levels of understanding and cultivation states. Please kindly point out the areas that are not in line with the Fa due to my limited level. I hope that by writing these stories, it will help people understand the existence of the divine.
My Husband Was Speechless
Before I started practicing Dafa, both my husband and I had a bad temper. We often quarreled over trivial details in life, and when they were serious, we even had physical fights. My husband had a bad habit, where he often smashed rice bowls in fits of anger during our fights. Sometimes he would even knock over the whole cupboard. Since I started cultivation, I have followed the standard of Dafa's principles of Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance and tried to not fight back when hit or talk back when cursed at. I no longer fight with my husband. However occasionally, with Teacher's arrangement to improve my xinxing, my husband would test me.
One day during the summer, my husband came home extremely hungry. Back then, we lived in a bungalow style house which was divided into inner and outer rooms. I hurried to the outer room to prepare food for him. Since the rice was ready, I just needed to prepare a cold dish and that wouldn't take very long. When I cut the vegetables and was adding spices to it in a bowl, my husband shouted from the inner room, “Hurry up! Bring it over, and mix it while we are eating.” I knew that he couldn't wait long, so I answered, “One minute won't make a difference. It'll be done right away.” While talking, I was mixing the vegetables in the bowl quickly. All of a sudden, he dashed out from the room. Without any explanation, he grabbed the bowl, lifted it above his head, and smashed it to the concrete floor with all his strength. I was so scared by his sudden action that I instinctively closed my eyes and covered my ears with my hands. “Bang” I heard an enormous explosive sound. After the sound, I slowly opened my eyes, and saw that the bowl was turning around and around on the floor! It was turning like a child spinning on ice, and continued for about one minute before it stopped. My husband also looked at this with his eyes wide open and looked dumbfounded. I picked up the bowl from the concrete floor and noticed that it did not have even a slight crack. I couldn't help but say, “Wow, this delicate porcelain bowl is indeed strong. Even if it was an iron bowl, it would have had a dent on it. This one stayed perfect. It must truly be a magic bowl.” My husband didn't say another word, nor did he lose his temper. It was obvious that he was totally shocked by the magical scene. From that day on, he never smashed another bowl.
Little Box of Business Cards Did Not Fall Off My Bike On a Bumpy Road
I am a sales person. One day, I rode my bike to a distant suburban area to promote products. Each time before I would leave a customer, I left them a business card, but since I was so concentrated on talking to people, I forgot to put the box of business cards back in my pocket and left it wide open on the bike's rear rack, which is plated, shiny and slippery. I rode the bike for over 3 miles, passing a crop field on a narrow winding path. The ride on the little path was very bumpy, but in order to get home earlier, I continued without getting off the bike. When I arrived home and when I put down the bike's stand to park it, the business card box, which I had forgotten on the back rack, fell to the ground. I was so surprised that I stared at the little box and pondered. The bike's back rack is plated, the business card box is plastic and has no cover, so how did it not fall off during the bumpy ride? It cannot be explained with human principles. I was stirred with reflections that Dafa's Teacher not only protects cultivators, but also looks after their belongings. I made up my mind quietly that I would be determined to cultivate in Falun Dafa. I will cultivate myself well, improve my xinxing, get rid of attachments, and be worthy of Teacher's arduous salvation.
With my improvement in cultivation and solid faith in Master and the Fa, my divine powers started to manifest. One winter, the pipe of a home-made heater in a practitioner's house had frozen, and it wouldn't warm up, even after half an hour of burning a big chunk of coal near it. I didn't think too much about it and just held the pipe until it was warmer than my hands. I told the fellow practitioner, “It's warm now!” The fellow practitioner touched the pipe and said, “The area you touched is warm but the rest of it is still cold.” I then held the pipe and followed the whole length of the pipe and said, “Warm! Warm! Warm!” The practitioner also copied me and said, “Warm.” In less than 5 minutes, the whole heater pipe was warm.
In 2003, fellow practitioners and I began to write letters to explain the facts about Falun Dafa to police and other government offices. We would check the dictionary when there was a character we didn't know how to write. Without looking for them intentionally, whenever we opened up the dictionary, the character we were looking for would be on the page. When I now use my Contemporary Chinese Dictionary, which has over 1,800 pages, I do not need to check for radicals, nor for pinyin (pronunciation), as the character I look for will invariably be on the page that I open.
I Was Standing Next to a Policeman, Yet He Could Not See Me
After I retired, I got a little booth to sell some small goods. When I am short-handed, fellow practitioners nearby will come to help.
The Political and Security Bureau and the 610 Office in our district had assigned people to stay around my booth. They intended to arrest me. One day when I was straightening up goods outside of the booth, an officer came into my booth and stood shoulder to shoulder with the practitioner who was there to help (this practitioner didn't disclose her identity). The policeman was only about 5 feet away from me. He tried to learn my whereabouts, asking, “When does your boss come to work? When is she off work? Do you partner with her, or is she hiring you? Do you have lunch with her at noon time?” The fellow practitioner looked at me and didn't know how to answer, but evaded the policeman's questions. She thought in her heart, “Why don't you hurry and leave? The police have come to get you!” Perhaps this thought from the practitioner was transferred to me. At that moment, I lifted my head and look into the booth. I was startled and thought, “Isn't this policeman from the Political and Security Bureau in our district? What is he doing here?” This policeman, who was quite familiar with me, glanced at me without any additional reaction and continued talking about me with the practitioner. I was not afraid and didn't think much either. I just left the booth and returned after the policeman was gone. Later on, when I shared with the practitioner, she said, “I was so scared that day. If the policeman had recognized you, it would have been big trouble. He was here to arrest you.” I told the practitioner, “Not only did I know that policeman, but we knew each other well. He knows my name, and has been to my house. I know his name too.” The practitioner was surprised and said, “That day, he racked his brains trying to find you, but you were right in front of his eyes. Unless he was blind, how could he not see you? I thought the policeman did not know you.” I said, “That was because I wasn't afraid then, and I didn't think he was there to arrest me. Just because of this one thought, it was impossible for the evil to arrest me. Teacher and the Fa's guardians are protecting me with all their might. It seems that we were standing face to face, but in fact we were already separated in other dimensions. Even standing face to face, he couldn’t see me.” The practitioner said, “Right, that makes sense, or else, no matter how clever one is, he wouldn't be able to explain it.”
Stories Experienced During Persecution
Cultivation is a serious matter. A practitioner can easily be taken advantage of by the evil and the persecution will be intensified if the Fa is not taken to heart when studying it, or when a practitioner has human attachments, and his righteous thoughts are not strong. A practitioner's diligence, or lack thereof, will lead to drastically different results. The following are two stories related to the persecution:
One time, the evil took advantage of my loophole and took me to a police station. They cuffed my hands to the iron bars on both sides of a chair, and didn't release me even at night. After sending forth righteous thoughts at midnight, I thought to myself, “The Minghui website had an article mentioning that a Dafa practitioner opened handcuffs with righteous thoughts. Why don't I open these handcuffs? We have the same Teacher and cultivate the same Fa, and if fellow practitioners can do it, so can I.” I closed my eyes and started to send forth righteous thoughts. I thought, “The handcuffs are to be used on bad people. I am a Dafa practitioner, and the handcuffs should not be used on me. If I have a problem in cultivation, I can look inward and quickly correct them according to Dafa's requirements. Master, please strengthen my righteous thoughts and let me open up the handcuffs.” I sent forth righteous thoughts for a while. While I was half asleep, I saw with my celestial eye that the handcuffs were like a rubber band becoming thinner and thinner when it was pulled, and finally it broke. When I became clear, I shook my wrists and the handcuffs were opened.
Another time, due to my fear and hatred towards policemen, as well as the lack of compassion and the wish of saving people, I was taken advantage of by the evil. In late fall, our area's 610 Office illegally arrested a large number of practitioners and planned to hold a brainwashing session. I was among the targeted practitioners.
The police locked us up on the third floor. I was put in a room alone, and there were policemen guarding the door. When it was about midnight, I suddenly had a thought of getting out of the evil place, thinking, “This is not a place I should stay. I must get out of here.” I tore a bed sheet into strips and made them into a rope. I tied one end of it to the iron bar of the window and let the other end down to the bottom of the building. All the windows had iron bars except for the small window in the middle for ventilation. I got on the window sill and my upper body was out of the window. At the moment I was about to grab the rope made of bed sheets, a policeman opened the door and saw me. He shouted loudly and dashed into the room. I didn't have time to catch the rope and dove out the window head first. I felt something pressing against my back and cried out as I fell. Scratching and scrambling, I got up on my feet in the dark. I had a thought in my heart, “I can walk!” I staggered and crossed over two walls that were over two meters high, and passed the big metal gate of the compound where the brainwashing session was held. I heard the police car chasing me from behind. I did not walk along the major road; instead, I ran along the crop field. After a while, I squatted down and saw the police car driving away on the main road. Because I was not wearing socks, my feet were injured by rubble in the field and became bloody, but I didn't feel pain at all. I got in a taxi, and when I arrived home I told the driver, “Please wait here for me, as I have to get out and get money for you. Because I practice Falun Gong, policemen took me from my home to a brainwashing center last night. I escaped at midnight, and do not have money with me now. Please trust me and wait for me. We practitioners don't go back on our word.” I returned home and got the money, and paid him five yuan extra for his waiting time. The driver smiled and said, “Thank you!” I was successful in getting out of that evil place.
At that time, my righteous thoughts were very strong. I firmly believed that my path of cultivation had been arranged by Master, and what others said did not count. Before daybreak, I was putting up the goods again and worked as usual during the day. My cultivation environment was not affected.
In fact, during cultivation, there are many practitioners who have less human thinking, have strong righteous thoughts, and have righteously and nobly made it through the past 10 years to today. They are truly practitioners full of righteous thoughts!
With Righteous Thoughts and Righteous Actions, an Elderly Practitioner Experiences the Magic of Dafa
An elderly practitioner who lives near me is over 70 years old. She often tells me about the magical stories that have happened to her.
After the persecution against Falun Dafa began on July 20, 1999, this practitioner went to Beijing to validate the Fa. Before leaving, she sent righteous thoughts: “I will go to Beijing and validate the Fa. I will go and come back quickly. No one is allowed to persecute me!” Because of her clear objective, pure heart and righteous thoughts, she saw with her celestial eye that the divine beings in other dimensions were following her all the way. After she opened her banner on Tiananmen Square in Beijing and validated the Fa, she came home safely. When appealing to the provincial government, the Public Security Department borrowed big buses from various companies and dragged practitioners onto the buses. Some practitioners got on buses themselves. This elderly practitioner thought, “We came here to appeal, but the leaders of the province will not come out to meet with us. They even dragged practitioners onto buses. Without solving the problem, they want to take people away? No way! I won't get on the bus. If the police come, I will leave. When the police are gone, I will come again.”
One time, this practitioner had a thorn lodged in her hand. She thought, “I will pick it out with a needle.” When she was aiming at the thorn, it came out by itself before the needle even touched it. Another time, this elderly practitioner mistakenly drank some poisonous zinc sodium solution, thinking it was her beverage. Only after she swallowed it, did she start to feel the pain in her mouth and stomach. Right away she thought, “I have Master and the Fa; no problem.” A while later, a surge of clear water came out of her mouth and she spat it out. She then licked her lips with her tongue and it felt sweet, and instantly her mouth and stomach stopped hurting.
Because the elderly practitioner maintains righteous thoughts and righteous actions, with the Fa constantly on her mind, she has not been persecuted by the evil during the ten years of persecution. She has safely walked her path of cultivation. As a disciple of Master, my experience is similar to hers. Through sharing, I found my shortcomings. It is just as Master has said: “However strong the righteous thoughts are, that’s how great the power is.” (“Also in a Few Words” from Essentials for Further Advancement II) and “When disciples have ample righteous thoughts, Master has the power to turn back the tide.” (“The Master-Disciple Bond” from Hong Yin II). I have now realized that the persecution has nothing to do with validating the Fa and saving sentient beings. The reason that the persecution is so severe, is that we Dafa practitioners have mixed too many different thoughts and human attachments in the process. When we are persecuted, we then oppose it, which has wasted so much time. We have made mistakes one after another, and missed so many opportunities for improving xinxing and becoming mature in cultivation. We have not been able to realize this and get rid of attachments for a long period of time, which has added trouble for Master's Fa-rectification and saving sentient beings, and made our walking the path of cultivation very hard.
Fa-rectification has come to its final moment. Master and Dafa disciples are saving sentient beings with their full effort and helping people with their battle against the old forces. We cannot have any more omissions. Not cultivating ourselves well is not a personal issue, but instead, it concerns the process of our validating the Fa as one body. Therefore, I require of myself that I must study the Fa with my heart, and I will look inward unconditionally no matter what problem I encounter. I will do thethree things without omission, emerge from this universe from the most macroscopic to the most microscopic level, and be in the Fa at every moment and become an enlightened being forged in Dafa. As Master said,
“He comes with Truth that gives him free reign
And travels the four seas with a free and easy spirit
The Fa’s principles spread throughout the world
His Fa Boat sets sail, loaded full with sentient beings” (“Tathagata” from Hong Yin II)
I hope that all fellow practitioners will cultivate with great diligence, reach Consummation and return home with Master!
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