(Minghui.org) Master said,

" If every one of you can understand the Fa from the depths of your mind, that will truly be the manifestation of the Fa whose power knows no boundary—the reappearance of the mighty Buddha Fa in the human world!” (“Cautionary Advice” in Essentials for Further Advancement)

I have been practicing Falun Gong for many years. Master’s Fa-rectification is nearing the end. He is merely waiting for us Dafa disciples to sit up and be gods as we save sentient beings.

I would like to share my recent cultivation experiences as a report to Master, and as an exchange with fellow practitioners.

Walk Well Master’s Path and Persecution Will Not Happen

A practitioner once came to my house to say, “Practitioner A has been arrested.”

I thought, “I have to ascertain the facts of the situation and then report this to the Minghui website.”

The following day, I went to the police station where I learned the location that practitioner A had been taken to.

I found two officers inside. I asked them, "Was a Falun Gong practitioner arrested and sent here the day before yesterday?"

They answer unanimously, "No. We don’t bother Falun Gong here."

I heard the compassion in their voices. It was Master pointing out to me that I should help them renounce the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) and withdraw from all its affiliated organizations. They promptly did. Two lives were saved.

I went to another police station and saw four officers. I asked them, "Was an arrested Falun Gong practitioner sent here the day before yesterday?"

They admitted. "Yes. We've got one."

I continued, “Where is she now? How are you planning to deal with her?"

They told me, "She’s been sent to the detention center for ten days. After that, she’ll be released."

They asked me who I was and what was our relationship.

I answered, "I’m also a Falun Gong practitioner.”

One of them jeered, "Ha, one flew right into our trap.”

I turned to him solemnly, and called out his badge number, “You’ve made a mistake. How could you regard yourselves a trap to snatch innocent people? We are law-abiding citizens. You are the people's police. You are here to protect good people against the bad guys.”

He immediately dropped his head while the others laughed out loud.

I started clarifying the truth to them. Someone asked: "What is your name? Where do you live?"

I told them my name and my address without hesitation. A Dafa disciple has nothing to fear and nothing to hide.

I knew Master was using the incidence of practitioner A to guide me to her detention center to clarify the truth there.

The courtyard in the detention center wasn't big, but there was a lot of traffic.

Most of the people who worked there had time to listen to the truth. Very few would reject my offer of help to renounce the CCP and withdraw from its affiliated organizations.

Only one officer, an accounting clerk, would not be persuaded. Every day I would drop by, and every day he would drive me away.

I once went to the detention center to distribute Shen Yun disks and some truth clarification booklets, the accounting officer finally "reported” me.

I remained very calm. I was there to save people. Wherever Master would arrange for me to go to save them would be just the same to me.

A police van arrived to pick me up. An officer was sitting in the van, smiling at me. He was just waiting for me to save him. I offered a “Thank you” to Master. I clarified the truth to him. He told me, “I’m a CCP member. I’ll withdraw from it.”

When the van was approaching a dirt road leading to the police station, from nowhere came many people, young and old, standing on both sides of the road, smiling to welcome me.

It was their understanding side that knew what I was doing there.

As soon as I got out of the van, an officer showed up and asked, "Hey, old lady, what were you doing out on such a hot day?"

I said, "With so many natural and manmade disasters, I’m here to clarify the truth to save people. This old lady also wishes to advise you to quickly quit the CCP's organizations, for your own peace and happiness."

He said, "Sure. That works for me. Who doesn’t want to have peace and happiness."

Then, he asked, "Where did the Shen Yun disks come from?"

Without answering him directly, I said, "They’re from me.”

He continued his questioning, "Do you have a computer at home?”

I said, "Yes.”

He asked, "Can you go online? Do you know how to copy a disk?”

I replied, "Of course.”

He asked, "What were you doing in the detention center? Aren’t you afraid of being arrested? It’s much better to stay home and be safe.”

I said, “Our Master says you officers are the most pitiable. Your superiors don’t let you know anything. All they expect of you is to carry out orders. They make you persecute good people. Doing good and bad deeds will likewise be repaid in kind. Police in the detention centers also need peace. If no one clarifies the truth to them, what will happen to them?”

He agreed, "You’re absolutely right. We police officers are the most pathetic! We earn little but have to do a lot.”

Someone muttered, "What has that got to do with her?” What he was implying was: “Stop talking if you don’t have more to ask her.” The officer went off to sit on the couch to play with his cell phone.

Nobody paid any more attention to me, so I strolled around. I succeeded to clarify the truth to two more officers who agreed to renounce the CCP. Then, these two officers went over to the couch and closed their eyes.

The officer playing with his cell phone remarked, "They have already fallen asleep." Actually, Master was reminding me that I hadn’t yet clarified the truth to the cell-phone-playing officer.

I quickly clarified the truth to him and advised that he renounce the CCP. With eyes shining with happiness, he nodded in eager agreement to withdraw from the CCP.

Just then, a supervisor popped his head in and said, "What are you still holding her for? Let her go home."

The officer walked me to the front gate. I said to him, "Remember, please don’t take part in persecuting Dafa disciples. Good and evil will be repaid is certain."

He promised, "I know. I know. You take care."

Under Master's protection, I was safely back home in less than an hour.

After I returned home, I pleaded with Master to give me another opportunity to go back to the police station to save the supervisor who let me go.

The next day, I went to the police station where I succeeded in my mission and saved six more officers. Thank you, Master.

I later went to the detention center to see the officer who reported me and had me arrested. I asked him, "Do you regret turning me in?" He was embarrassed. His colleagues all laughed at him.

With a sheepish smile, he said, "I have no regrets."

I teased him and said, "Wow, what kind of logic is that? I came here over and over again for the sake of your peace and happiness. You repaid my kindness by throwing me in harm’s way and you feel no remorse. What kind of justice is that?”

I knew he just didn’t understand and so couldn’t accept the truth, so I wrote him a letter asking him to live his life with benevolence. I also sent him a disk of the "Nine Commentaries on the Communist Party." I didn't see him again, but I continue to hope he will change his mind one day and be saved.

Walk Well Master’s Path and Miracles Will Happen

Master said,

"If a person is completely in the Fa no one can touch him. Isn't that having the ability to protect yourself?” (“Teaching the Fa in San Francisco, 2005”)"That's why I say that there are certain things that you can do, and you're not a cultivator if you don't do the things within your power. But whatever you can't do, Dafa will certainly do those things for you, and Master definitely has ways to do them.” (“Teaching the Fa at the 2004 International Fa Conference in New York”)

Does that mean that practitioners will have to cultivate completely well before they will not encounter the persecution? No, it does not!

The only thing is we have to ensure we are always in a cultivation state and doing everything in accordance with Master’s plan and wishes. When there’s no loophole on my part, there’s no persecution.

Does that mean when you have supernormal abilities then you’ll be out of danger? No, it does not!

Speaking of myself, when I do the three things, I don’t consider using supernormal abilities. Neither do I know if I have any supernormal ability or what kind of supernormal ability I may possess. I depend completely on trusting Master and trusting Dafa. I put myself solely and squarely in Master’s hands.

One time, I noticed a 10-feet long propaganda exalting the 610 Office displayed in a glass-protected bulletin board across the street from a community office.

I knew at once it was I who noticed it, so it was I who would need to remove it. That would be an act of saving people so that their minds would not be poisoned by such evil propaganda. That would also ensure peace and blessings for the community.

It was a bit past 7:00 a.m. I used my hands to get behind the glass and removed first the three big display boards. Then, I ripped off the six large flyers. When I was done, I carried each item one by one and disposed them all into a nearby trash bin.

I knew I was making a lot of noise, eyes were all over the place, people were on their way to work or running errands, many passed by within a foot of me, yet it seemed nobody saw or noticed what I was doing.

It took me an hour to finish removing everything. Then, I went home.

Trust in Master and Dafa to Successfully Remove the Evil Banners

I recently noticed a lot of large evil banners in the community, on streets, and around police stations. I realized it was Master who was guiding me step by step so I could remove these banners one by one wherever and whenever I saw them.

A Dafa disciple was arrested and sent to a police station. I went to the police station and succeeded in saving a policeman.

There, I saw an evil banner hanging at the entrance. I thought, “There are so many people in and out of this place. How much poison will this banner generate?”

The banner was nailed down about 10 feet high. I looked around and finally spied a hoe in a corner of the courtyard.

It was 8:00 a.m. A lot of people were about. Half a dozen were sitting in the front. Then several police officers came out from the building.

One of them saw me with the hoe and called out to me, "Hey, you. Don’t take that hoe. It’s public property."

I hollered back, "I’m just going to borrow it for a little while."

He turned away from me and starting talking with his fellow officers.

Another policeman walked up to the bench right below the banner, about a foot from me, and sat down with his back to me.

I quickly used the hoe to reach the banner and teared it up as much as I could. When I was done, the policeman who was sitting a foot away came over to take the hoe from me, as if that was the most natural thing to do.

While I was working on the banner, someone did shout out, "Hey! What are you doing? You are really tearing it up! Why are you tearing it up?"

The policeman sitting behind me didn’t move a muscle.

When most of the banner was torn up and the rest pulled down, I rolled up the ripped banner with all the loose pieces, and walked out of the police station in front of all present.

Two days later, I went back to the police station. A new banner was again nailed on the same spot in the courtyard.

I looked for the hoe, but couldn’t find it.

Half a dozen people were in the courtyard, three of them police officers.

Without the hoe, I could only reach up and use my brute force to pull the banner down.

A voice behind me said, "What are you doing?"

Another one said, "Another one was pulled down just the other day."

A third one said, "Stop pulling so hard. Be careful. You’ll pull everything off and the board might hit you and the nails might make a hole in your brain!”

I took a closer look. The banner was fixed on a square piece of wood with three very thick concrete nails with about an inch showing.

My mind was intent on how to destroy the banner and to complete the job Master laid out for me. I had no thought about my brain.

When I’m doing something righteous, how can there be any personal danger?

I subconsciously looked back and noticed the three officers were standing just a little over three feet away from me. The lumber and the nails might well hit them. So, I said to them in my heart, "Stand farther away. Don’t get hit."

The two officers with their back to me, turned to look at me, as if they heard my voice.

The banner finally came down, albeit ripped up. I collected all the pieces, rolled them up, and walked right out of the courtyard, giving thanks to Master all the while.

Just think, in the courtyard of a police station, under surveillance by police officers, doing what I did, yet nobody seemed to see or understand. Isn’t it miraculous? Isn’t it amazing?

Under Master's plan, protection, and care, all kinds of miracles happen frequently. They are definitely not coincidences and luck.

Cultivation practice is like that. With righteous thoughts and righteous actions, with trust in Master and trust in Dafa, how can there be persecution?

Of course, cultivation practice is different for each of us, but we need to be walking solidly on the path Masters decides, with righteousness and a positive attitude. Then, there is absolutely no persecution!

Everything is actually accomplished by almighty Master. He sees all and controls all!

Trust Master and Dafa to Successfully Remove a Stubborn Exhibition

My husband recently would tell me when he came home from his morning exercises that he had gone to a certain scenic location. He also told me where it was, how far away, and how to get there. That went on everyday for a number of days.

I began to feel puzzled. What was Master trying to tell me? So, I decided to go there to find out.

When I got close to the scenic location by the side of the main road, what came into immediate view was a tall steel frame on which was displayed a large, about 10-feet long, double-sided billboard with very eye-catching words of propaganda that could be read clearly from very far away.

I contemplated the facts, “One side of the billboard faces the main road and can be seen plainly by every pedestrian and vehicle that passes by. The other side faces the scenic ground where there are always streams of pedestrians and vehicles. Then, there are also office buildings, shops, and living quarters. How many people will be poisoned?”

“This is way too evil!” My heart screamed.

I walked over to give it a close-up scrutiny. The billboard was made of transparent plastic, very tough and very resilient. A rock thrown hard at it would be bounced right back up, and the plastic would not be damaged.

I returned home thinking, “If Master wants me to do this, their must be a way. I’ll put my trust in Master and in Dafa.”

I went back the next day. There were a lot of people: visitors, cleaning staff, as well as the road construction crew, etc.

In short, what I needed to do couldn’t be conducted in secret. So, how should I do it?

I stood there moving my arms and legs, speculating, pondering... Suddenly, I spied a little gap between the plastic and the steel frame. Immediately, I went looking for a rock to use as a hammer.

I picked out a suitable rock and wedged it into the gap. When the gap widened, I picked out a larger rock…

I kept on working, painstakingly. Finally, I succeeded in producing a three-inch crack on that tough and resilient plastic. That was completely beyond my imagination and expectation.

I knew, in actuality, it was Master who saw into my heart, and lent me a hand. Thank you Master.

Encouraged, I went back to work. The plastic cracked in a big arc. I was then able to break off a sheet of 3x6 inches plastic. I thanked Master again.

That was a hard earned success. There was still a long way to go. Not knowing what lay ahead, I decided to scratch up the words as much as I could first, to stop their poison, before going back to break up the rest of the plastic.

Then, I picked up the smaller sharp pieces of the plastic to use on the larger piece of plastic. And so, slowly, methodically, piece by little piece, the entire plastic billboard piled up in a broken heap under my feet.

It had taken me three exhausting hours.

Just when victory was won, a security guard came up to me from nowhere, followed by several others, and demanded, "What are you doing?”

I told them, "Our Guizhou Province has a large rock on which was a clear message with six words, each the size of a square foot, that say: “Demise of the Chinese Communist Party.” Official investigations by the Chinese Academy of Sciences had determined the rock and words are in their pure and natural form, without any human or artificial embellishment. The rock is telling us the heavens intend to destroy the Communist Party. That billboard is poisonous and evil."

"You must be a believer of that...” He didn’t finish.

I answered, "I am a cultivator. I believe in Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance.”

They all echoed each other, "You have destroyed public property. You have to pay for the damage.”

I responded, “Pay? You should thank Falun Gong that I have saved your lives and the lives of so many other people. How much is each of your lives worth?”

I went on to advise them to renounce the CCP. I could tell almost all of them understood the truth. Three of them quietly consented and were saved. There were those who didn’t have the courage. Then, somebody announced he would notify the police.

I was thinking, “This billboard can be seen from both sides of the road. There are a good number of security personnel driving back and forth in convertibles. There is a continuous stream of people. There is construction going on at the top of a 70-feet tall building. There are eyes from five directions. I’m down here making a racket for a full three hours. Why is nobody here to stop me? Isn’t all these part of Master’s plan? I have Master with me. Would I be afraid that the police had been notified?”

In the police station, I looked for opportunities to clarify the truth. Master’s plans are wonderful. In a short while, several people were saved.

After a while, many went to the back room to watch TV. I figured I was there to clarify the truth and to save people, I also wanted to go to the back room. I had one foot across the threshold when somebody stopped me.

"Hey! You can’t go in there!” The voice told me, “Stay in the room here!"

I remembered Master saying Dafa disciples do not take orders from the evil authority. I didn’t move. I maintained a Dafa disciple’s dignity. So, although the voice repeated its command several times and even resorted to threatening me, I kept my foot where I had planted it.

The voice softened, "I beg of you. I beg of you. Okay?"

I laughed out loud and said, "Okay", and finally withdrew my foot.

I presumed their must a rule disallowing outsiders from going into the back room.

The people in the room burst out in a loud cackle.

A policeman stuck up his thumb at me and said with genuine feeling, “You little old lady. You’re something! You are really something!” Another requested, "Teach us the exercises." I demonstrated the five sets of exercises for those present in the room. After that, they said to me in jest, "If you cry out something loud, we’ll let you go."

“Done!” I didn’t wait for them to finish their sentence and cried out for all to hear: "Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good!”

They laughed, shaking their heads, "This little old lady… Ha ha ha…"

They asked for my home phone number. I knew they wanted to demand ransom money from my family for my release. I gave them my number, but they couldn’t get through after many tries.

I had already told them up front in no uncertain terms: I would not sign anything. So, they wrote on the official form, “Refused to sign”, and that was that.

A policeman said, "You want to save people. We can understand. But, what you did was vandalism and you have to pay for the property damage."

I responded with righteousness, "Human lives are god-given and precious, I save people because I practice Falun Gong so you should thank Falun Gong for what I did to the billboard. Even if that billboard valued a million yuan, how many lives have I saved, and how much money are their lives worth in total?”

They brought me food at noon, and added an extra spoonful of meat. I thanked them but said, "I will not eat your food. I did not have any money on me.” They told me, "You don’t have to pay for it. We don’t want your money." My response was, "You don’t want money, but I cannot not pay."

I was grateful for Master. He put His disciple through a test, and also gave the police a chance to treat a Dafa disciple well.

Without Master's intervention, they would not have done what they did or shown kindness toward me. They had arrested a Dafa disciple a few days ago. She was still in custody being persecuted and that issue had not yet been properly addressed.

The officers in the police station, except two who left before I had a chance to talk to them, listened to the truth.

Police took me to the hospital for a physical examination. As soon as I saw the doctor, I clarified the truth to him and advised him to renounce the CCP. Nobody spoke up or did anything to stop me.

I was then taken to the detention center, where I did the same thing. Again, nobody stopped me. The officer who escorted me just looked on with an indulgent smile.

At the detention center, I was given another "examination." By 3:00 p.m. I had clarified the truth to 21 officers.

When we left the detention center, I told the officer who escorted me, “I’m going home.”

They asked me where I wanted to get off. I gave them a location. They dropped me off where I told them to, and drove away.

When I got out of the vehicle, I thought I would take a taxi home. But, no taxi driver would take me because I didn’t have any money on me.

So, I thought, “I’ll just walk home. I may run into people and save them. It’ll work just fine.”

I didn’t go too far when a sedan drove by and stopped. It was my child on his way home from work.

It was a miracle, no less. I gave thanks to Master!

Master said, "Fa-rectification is sure to succeed, and Dafa disciples are sure to achieve Consummation.” (“Greetings” in The Essentials of Diligent Progress Vol. III)

Master does not acknowledge any persecution. To me, that there is no persecution within the Fa, is as clear as day.

When we are cultivating within the Fa, we will not be persecuted. When we fail to cultivate within the Fa, when we deviate from it, when we stray from Master's protection, then, we’ve created problems for ourselves, and what we do becomes our own affairs.

I have full confidence in Dafa, I’m convinced what Master said, "Fa-rectification is sure to succeed, and Dafa disciples are sure to achieve Consummation” is something that will happen soon. Master is waiting for us disciples to elevate our levels.

I will definitely follow Master to return home! I will strive to walk right the path Master has planned for me.

I am forever grateful to Master.