(Minghui.org) When I was very young I could see things through my third eye that ordinary people cannot see. However, whenever I saw such things, I would feel physically uncomfortable. Sometimes I was scared to death, or would even come down with a fever.
When I was in primary school, classmates told me to search for the word “Buddha” in the dictionary. At that time, I wondered if Buddha is an immortal, and whether he could fly in the sky.
When I watched a movie that showed Buddha statues in the Mahavira Palace Hall of the Shaolin Temple, I asked my sister if she had heard of people becoming a Buddha without entering a temple to become a monk and cultivate. She told me not to forget her if I ever found a way.
One night in 1994, I couldn't sleep. I couldn't move or make a sound. A large, tall immortal was standing in front of my bed, showing me his celestial cane. I saw dead people who talked to me, and many ancient people were going to stab me, which was really scary. I couldn't tell anyone what I saw, so I wrote it down in a diary. I was 16 years old at the time.
On June 21 that year, I fell asleep, and in a dream I left my body. I saw a scene where a man and a woman were wielding their swords at the bottom of a mountain. When the lady saw me, she ran over, as though she knew me, and said happily, “Master has waited a very long for you!”
We were transported to the top of the mountain, where a tall man was standing, wearing a golden yellow shirt, similar to the golden outfits worn by Falun Dafa practitioners. He told me to leave.
For the next seven to eight days I slept well. When I woke up in the morning, I felt surprisingly happy. Several years later I learned that Master, the founder of Falun Dafa, came to Shandong Province for the second time to give lectures on June 21, 1994. Master summoned my soul at that time to the heavens. Probably to prepare me for what was to come in the future.
My aunt lent me the book Zhuan Falun in the winter of 1997. When I opened it and saw Master Li’s photo, he smiled at me. I just couldn't recall where I had seen this man before. I read the entire book over the following three nights, but couldn't understand anything in it, so my aunt took the book back.
Nine years had passed during which time I became destitute. I succeeded in nothing. No matter where I went to work, I couldn't achieve anything. I never had a share in the good things and ended up being the scapegoat whenever problems occurred. I was passed over in almost every company I worked.
My parents were constantly fighting, and they didn't stop until one of them got hurt. Then, they waited to tell me all about it. This tormented me mentally, and I became depressed.
I joined a gang and went to nightclubs. I started smoking, stole things, and changed my boyfriends as fast as turning the page of a book. When I turned 29, I became the old lady of the village who had to be married off, and rumors about me were spreading everywhere.
My mother and I opened a bakery in December 2005. In order to save money, we took on contracts meant for several people. This took all of our time and energy.
When taking a quick break one time, I ask my mother, “Do you think there is a God in this world? If there really are divine beings, I want to be a disciple of the greatest one known! How honorable would that be?”
I'd heard that nine is a Buddhist number, so I lit nine incense sticks and placed them in the incense burner on the window ledge. I said to my mother, “Come and pray with me! Follow me, and say that I believe that there are divine beings in this world. I want to become a disciple of the highest God!”
I continued, “I heard from others that there are dirty things on my body. Please let the incense smoke get rid of them, as I do not want them to pester me and harm others! I want everything to be arranged by the highest God.”
My mother started laughing.
New neighbors moved in in 2006, and I became acquainted with the lady of the home. She first told me about the self immolation hoax on Tiananmen Square”, and said that the motive for this hoax was to defame Falun Gong.
After my mother and I understood that it was a hoax perpetrated by the Chinese Communist Party (CCP), we quit the Party using our real names.
I asked the lady if she had the book Zhuan Falun, which she did. I opened the page with the author’s photo, and saw Master smiling at me. Master seemed to wink at me, and I felt a surge of warmth in my lower abdomen, and it even vibrated a few times. Later, I found out that Master had given me a Falun.
I started to show signs of having a mild flu, which disappeared a week later. Following that, I vomited green phlegm, which was very pungent, and my esophagus felt as if it was on fire. I kept vomiting for about four-and-a-half months. When I stopped, I noticed that my stomach ulcers had disappeared, and I had gained more than 20 pounds. I was also able to sleep well and enjoyed my meals. The small cyst in my ears also disappeared. I knew that Master had cleansed my body.
Our new neighbor showed me Master’s exercise video on the computer. When I saw Master in the golden yellow exercise suit and heard his voice, I immediately remembered, “Isn’t this my Master!?”
I learned the five sets of exercises and did them for the next three days. On the 4th day, when I started the third exercise, “Penetrating the Cosmic Extremes,” I heard Master say, “Turn the Law Wheel four times in the clockwise direction.”
I could feel the Falun turning in my lower abdomen, as if a lot of water was gushing through my stomach. It felt like that every time.
The night after I finished reading Zhuan Falun for the first time, I dreamed that I was sitting in a university classroom. The people around me were working on their exam papers. I was the only one doing nothing. Then, two examiners enter the room.
One of them said, “She [referring to me] finally came!” I stood up and said, “I have never attended university and don't have any academic knowledge. How did I get here?” The examiner said, “You just have to sit here. This is your seat!”
Even though I am not academically qualified to sit the exam, the seat was still prepared for me.
Master said,
“We don’t isolate ourselves in temples or mountains We are students, farmers, and workers alike Directly working on our hearts, we cultivate the Fa Pure lotuses in the secular world can’t be tainted” (“The Approach to Cultivation,” Hong Yin Vol. III)
Thank you Master for choosing me to be your disciple.
Remembering that my sister had asked me not to forget about her if I were ever to find a way to become a Buddha without having to enter a monastery, I immediately called her and said, “Sis, I am practicing Falun Dafa! You should quit the CCP!”
Thirteen years have now passed, and I am 42 years old. My sister and I are Falun Dafa practitioners. Our family is very supportive of our cultivation, and they even help us clarify the facts to people. As the number of people who understand the truth increases, more and more people are coming to cultivate in Dafa.