(Minghui.org) When I was very young, I wondered about the purpose of life. Was it just to eat and acquire things?
If that was the case, I wished I could be my grandmother’s age, because I didn't care about good food or beautiful clothes; it was too hard for me to bear the thought of living through the next several decades.
In 2010, I was introduced to my current husband. When I first met his mother in 2011, she told me that she was practicing Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance.
After hearing that, I seriously thought about it and felt that the characters for Truthfulness, Compassion, and Forbearance were very good but hard to put into practice.
At that time, I did not know that following Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance meant practicing Falun Dafa. Later on, when my husband explained it, I realized that he and his mother were both practitioners.
Intrigued, I picked up a copy of Zhuan Falun, the main book of the practice. It took me a long time to finish reading it, and my initial feeling was that it taught people to be good. This was not at all like the propaganda being spread by the Chinese Communist Party (CCP). Out of curiosity, I also began to learn the exercises and started to cultivate.
Looking back now, Master Li had, in fact, started to purify my body even before I began to practice. I started to have diarrhea about two weeks before I arrived in the city where my husband lived.
After I moved and began to read Zhuan Falun, I discovered, that along with the diarrhea, I also developed painful hemorrhoids. I felt scared every time I went to the bathroom.
I then discovered blood in my stool, and the water in the toilet was often red. It was quite unsettling, and I was embarrassed to tell anyone.
I kept telling myself that these conditions were helping me eliminate karma, and I tried my best to bear them. After about a month, all these symptoms suddenly went away.
Only by practicing Dafa were my ailments that could not be treated with medicine or surgery cured. At that time, I was only occasionally doing the exercises and reading the Dafa books.
In the spring of 2012, I started to memorize five poems a day from Hong Yin III. One day, during the noon break, I took a nap after I memorized the poems.
In a dream, I saw two snakes slither through the hole of a manhole cover. Then, a dog opened its mouth near the opening of the manhole.
Not long after, the dog shook its head and a snake shot out of its mouth into the air. Startled, I suddenly sat up, thinking that the snake came out of my belly button.
I looked around and lay down again, and the dream resumed. I then saw a red rotating light hit the snake and, suddenly, I saw a person standing above me.
I turned my head to look, and it seemed to be Master wearing a white cassock. I remembered that Master once said that there would be demons who would show up in dreams to deceive Dafa disciples.
I wondered if it was our Master or not. While I was thinking this, a gust of wind blew, and it only slightly blew Master's hair; his face did not change at all.
I thought to myself, “I just confirmed that it really is Master! The red light I saw was a Falun (law wheel). Master helped me clean up the evil spirits in my body!”
After we married, due to our differences, I had frequent conflicts with my husband.
When I was pregnant, I had a serious reaction to smells and had to wear a mask every day as soon as I woke up. I could not bear even normal smells, such as the smell of cooking, the smell of food, and even the smell of soap. I vomited and could not eat anything for several days.
My husband was busy with company business and engrossed in his career. On top of that, he did not want to have a child while we were still so young and was indifferent to me while I was pregnant.
Our merciful master once again saved me. After about four months, smells no longer bothered me, I didn’t vomit, and I could eat everything and anything.
My mood also improved, and I was not upset at all. Every day, I felt like I had a new life.
A month before the baby came, I went back to live with my mother-in-law in my hometown. I got up at 3:40 a.m. every day, and I studied the Fa during the daytime.
While I was asleep during that time, I always felt as if my hands were big and swollen. But when I raised my hands and looked at them, however, they looked the same as always.
While I was standing in my room, I often felt that I could touch a beam of energy when I stretched out my hands. I knew that it was my body in another dimension that had changed.
Everything changed with the birth of our child. I did not have time to study the Fa and do the exercises, and I had serious symptoms of postpartum depression.
I blamed this on my husband, claiming that he did not care about our son or me. Every night, I went to bed in tears.
In the daytime, I had to pretend that nothing was wrong and did the housework and took care of our child. I thought that the situation would get better if I could bear the bitterness until our son went to kindergarten.
I never expected, however, that my once well-behaved child would stop responding and not look at people. He was diagnosed with an autism spectrum disorder, and his language development was severely delayed.
Later, he often did not go to sleep until the middle of the night. I had reached my limit physically and spiritually! One day, he was particularly fussy and did not go to sleep until dawn, and I couldn't sleep at all.
I went to the balcony to burn incense to Master, and I cried and begged for his help: “Your disciple has really reached her limit. Master, please enlighten me!”
Then I picked up a book of one of Master’s lectures and read it for a few minutes. I then felt very sleepy.
I closed the book and fell asleep on the sofa. In a dream, I saw a big box full of sundries that was suddenly upside down and empty.
Then I saw a young man standing on the balcony, surrounded by soft light. It was so peaceful. I kept looking at him, and he came over and sat down next to me. As soon as he sat down, I woke up and looked around again and again, but there was nothing.
At that time, I only realized that Master was enlightening me to get rid of all kinds of attachments, but I didn't know who the man was. It wasn't until the second half of 2017 that I finally made up my mind to cultivate well.
If I continued to be dragged down by ordinary people's trifles, I would never have the chance to return to my true home. I then decided to study Master's lectures in chronological order.
With more and more Fa-study, I finally understood the meaning of life and knew why I came to this world. I realized that it was Master who was always by my side!
Last year, I started to memorize Zhuan Falun one page a day. If I did not finish a page one day, I would definitely make it up on the second or third day.
Sometimes I would finish after 11:00 p.m., and I didn’t even feel sleepy after sending forth righteous thoughts at midnight. Then I would continue to memorize the Fa with a clear mind and would go to sleep only when I felt tired.
The principles of the Fa became more clear as I memorized more. I also knew how to treat conflicts when I encountered them.
Sometimes, I cannot keep up my xinxing. But I now know how to look inward for my own shortcomings.
I also understand that everything I encounter helps me to cultivate, and I don't feel depressed anymore; I feel the joy and enrichment that results from diligent cultivation.
As my status improved, my child also changed. My husband has also begun to let go of his attachments to fame and self-interest and wants to be more diligent in cultivation.