(Minghui.org) I am 11 years old and I have practiced Falun Dafa for two years. Because of the suppression in China, officials detained many practitioners and tortured them. Among them was my father, who died in a prison when I was one.
My grandparents and mother are practitioners. Through the years, I have learned from my mother and other family members what Falun Dafa is, and why it is important.
Master has helped me since I was very young. I had a rash on my entire body when I was 10 months old, which was red and itchy. Because I kept scratching, the blisters on my face broke open. Fluid came out, and I itched even worse.
My mother was forced to stay away from home during those days because of the persecution. My grandparents were very worried about me. When mother returned, she felt bad and nearly wept. She had a dream that night, in which Master told her that I would be fine. When she checked me the following morning, she found I had indeed recovered. She was very happy and thankful.
Another time, I had a fever for four or five days. My mother played Master's audio lectures for a few days. When she saw that I hadn't improved much, she gave me some medicine. But this made it even worse, and Mother realized she had done wrong. Miraculously, the fever stopped that night.
Similar things happened many times. Through my celestial eye, I could see my body becoming very clean because of Falun Dafa.
One day at the group practice site I saw an elderly practitioner sitting in full lotus (with both both legs crossed) while she read the Falun Dafa books. I decided to give it a try and was able to do so for half an hour the first time. Some adult practitioners asked me to stop because they were afraid it would be too painful, but I enjoyed sitting that way very much.
Several days later, I began to do the sitting meditation with my mother. I calmed down and could sit without moving. Pretty soon, I was able to see things through my celestial eye as if a curtain were lifted. I could see Master's Fashen forming a circle around the field and there was one layer of protection covering the entire field. Then a giant nail the size of a person flew towards me. Master lifted his hands and broke it into pieces. There were also other types of objects coming, attempting to harm me, but Master broke them one by one. When I told mother about this, both of us were very thankful to Master.
Sometimes I did not do well. I began to watch cartoon videos. I became addicted to them and as a result, one of my eyes became swollen. It soon became worse and my eye was nearly swollen shut. Pus oozed out and and covered my eye. One day mother and I went to another place for group Fa-study. A wasp came and stung my armpit, and it was very painful. I cried out. My tears flushed out the pus and other dirty substances from my eye.
When she saw my eye recovering, my mother was grateful because through all these incidents, Master helped me let of go of my attachment and treated my eye.
When I was sometimes naughty and did not have patience, I would see bees in other dimensions chasing me. After I recognized my problems and calmed down to study the Fa, I was able to see many scenes in other dimensions. They include the Buddha world, heavenly maidens, and so on.
Once as I sat meditating, I saw Master in front of me. I was curious about Master. With that thought of mine, Master allowed me to enter. Inside was beautiful light and a wonderful smell. It was very pleasant, compassionate and sacred. I was allowed to enter twice later. I saw a giant library inside Master's head, with Zhuan Falun and other Dafa books in all different languages. The books were very large and there were even larger books there.
After a while, I became a little tired and wanted to take a nap. Master said very seriously that I was too naughty and this was not the place for a nap. He told me no one was allowed to be there before. I came back to the Milky Way and the Triple-World, and I immediately saw how dull and filthy this environment is.
Another time, Master showed me Zhuan Falun in the heavenly world. It was gigantic and I did not recognize the words. From this, I had better understanding of Master's words in “On Dafa (Lunyu)”,
“Dafa is the wisdom of the Creator. It is the bedrock of creation, what the heavens, earth, and universe are built upon. It encompasses all things, from the utmost minuscule to the vastest of the vast, while manifesting differently at each of the cosmic body’s planes of existence.”
I seldom sat straight when I studied the Fa. One day, Master showed me a picture in which He was sitting up straight reading Dafa books. I knew I should do that too.
I have not done well, both at home and in school. Mother often reminds me about it and I know I must do better. Master has compassionately taken care of me and I cannot let Him down.