(Minghui.org) (Continued from Part 1) I used to be arrogant and thought very highly of myself. I had zero tolerance. After I began practicing Falun Dafa (also called Falun Gong) and cultivated myself according to the principles of Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance, I became compassionate.

II. Telling People about Dafa and Clarifying the Truth about the Persecution

Making Informational Fliers

In 2000, local practitioners started to mail truth-clarification letters to staff who work at all levels of the government agencies. Like rocks thrown into the ocean, we never received any response or feedback. After six months, we realized that besides the government agencies and officials, we should clarify the truth to people from all walks of life.

We couldn’t possibly talk to everyone in person so we thought about printing and distributing informational fliers. We were inexperienced so we didn’t know how to begin. A well-off practitioner with a lot of connections introduced me to a friend who was in the office supply business. I met the owner at her office and we agreed on a price to purchase a small copier from her.

I brought my child along to pick up the copier a few days later. We took public transportation and switched routes. I noticed the same young man seemed to be traveling with us, but always at a distance. I was naive at the time and didn’t think much of it.

It was the Mid-Autumn Festival that day so we stopped to buy some moon cakes for my child. When I reached for my wallet, I realized the thousands of yuan that I brought to pay for the copier were gone. I was petrified. I tried to remember where we had been before this. I was baffled as I had not been in close contact with anyone. How could the money be gone? Having no other choice, I called and rescheduled with the owner.

A few days later, I had a dream in which Master told me that it was safe to pick up the copier that day. I brought the money the local practitioners had all chipped in to pay for the copier and took a taxi directly there.

When she saw me, the owner smiled and handed me something, “You left a photo album here last time.” I took it from her, casually flipped through it, and was surprised to see a stack of bills in it. I counted the money and it was exactly the same amount that I lost that day. How did it get here?

When I excitedly shared this with local practitioners, they reminded me to be careful of plainclothes police following me. It must have been Master who moved the money to help me get out of that dangerous situation.

Distributing Truth-Clarification VCDs

After I was released from the forced labor camp in 2002, I found that VCDs had become a popular medium for truth-clarification. Most households already owned VCD players by now and the cost of VCDs was relatively low, a few yuan each. People also preferred VCDs over traditional media and were more likely to take them.

Each time I went out to buy supplies or to deliver truth-clarification materials, I brought 50 truth-clarification VCDs with me. I sent forth righteous thoughts while I rode the bus—then I gave DVDs to the passengers and crew members before I got off. After switching buses a few times, I only had a few left.

As a type of public transportation, the bus is accessible to all kinds of people. When someone that looked like a gang member, a burly bodyguard type, a person dressed in an ethnic garment carrying a knife, or a mountain man covered in tattoos rode the bus, nobody dared to sit close to them so there were usually a few seats left empty.

They don’t scare me because I am a Falun Dafa practitioner. Plus, I interacted with all kinds of people in prison. In fact, I found these people only appeared scary, but oftentimes were kind and were predestined to learn about Dafa. I always talked to them and clarified the truth about Dafa. When we parted, they usually respectfully said something like, “Thank you. Hope we meet again.” The other passengers looked at us, amazed.

One time, after I handed a VCD to the driver, suddenly all the passengers stood up and asked for a copy. “I want one.” “Me too!” I quickly ran out of VCDs. When I saw how happy they were when they received copies I could tell it was from the bottom of their hearts. Their knowing side was awakening. Once someone asked, “What’s on the VCD?” Another person replied, “Why so many questions? Look how nice this lady is. This must be something good.”

One incident turned into an incredible story. I took a long-distance bus to deliver truth-clarification VCDs. Two women from the countryside got on. One supported the other who was gaunt and pale—it looked as if a gust of wind could blow her away.

It was summertime and it was hot inside the bus. All the seats were taken except a couple that the sun was beating on. I waved at the thin woman and told her to take my seat. She said with a tiny voice, “Thank you. It is okay.” I said, “Look how uncomfortable you are. That seat is too hot. Why don’t you take mine? It’s in the shade.” The woman helping her said, “This young lady is right. Thank you so much.” She helped her friend to my seat and let her lean against the back.

After helping her friend settle down, the lady told me their story. They were neighbors. The skinny woman suffered from many illnesses. She had not been able to hold any food down for days before this trip and had grown so weak that she could barely get out of bed. Her family saw her as a burden and often insulted and beat her—they even accused her of pretending to be sick.

However, the sick woman was a kind person and the neighbors all felt sorry for her. Although they dared not say much to the family, they tried to help her whenever her family was not around. They even chipped in and asked the helper to take her to see a doctor. After a CT scan, she was found to have three tumors on her pancreas. The CT scan alone cost three of the four hundred yuan that the neighbors donated. How could she afford to be hospitalized and treated? They had no choice but to return home and leave it to fate.

I was on my way to deliver a large number of truth-clarification materials that day so I couldn’t tell them about Dafa for security reasons. However, I gave them my cellphone number and told them that I’d be able to help. They also gave me a number to a landline and the sick woman’s last name. Before they got off, I gave each of them a VCD and told them to watch it as it would benefit their health.

When I called the sick woman a month later, I was shocked to hear a loud and strong voice, “Did I dial the wrong number?” She was excited to hear from me, “You didn’t call the wrong number. Nice lady! You’re not mistaken. It is me. I don’t need to see a doctor anymore. I am completely fine now.”

I couldn’t believe it, “You recovered so quickly!” She said excitedly, “Do you remember giving me a VCD on the bus? I came home and felt horrible that day. I played the VCD. As I watched, I felt better and better. I realized I was able to get out of bed. I felt hungry and I was able to eat. Now I can do house chores and work in the field. Thank you so much!”

I was surprised but encouraged, “I’ve heard people say they felt better after watching it so I gave you a copy. I didn’t expect you to completely recover from such a serious illness in just a month. You must be a good person. Now that you have benefited from it, would you tell your neighbors about Dafa so they could benefit as well?”

She said, “I moved my television set to the courtyard and played the VCD for the neighbors. They all thought it was remarkable. My kind neighbors chipped in to come up with more money and insisted that I go back to the hospital and get checked again. The doctor said the tumors were all gone—not even one was left. Everyone knows Falun Dafa is good and what the CCP says are all lies. The Party is truly wicked and is lying to people!”

During the height of the persecution, it was wonderful to see this woman telling people the truth and spreading the word about Falun Dafa. She was truly blessed.

Clarifying the Truth in Person

When I was released from yet another imprisonment in 2010, a wide variety of truth-clarification materials had become available. Besides DVDs and high-quality truth-clarification periodicals, there were also beautiful Dafa amulets, couplets, and desk calendars with Dafa information. Other than distributing fliers and booklets face to face, local practitioners also started talking to people about Dafa and telling them the truth behind the wrongful persecution. Master arranged for an experienced veteran practitioner to team up with me to clarify the truth in person.

Soon I became better at starting a conversation with strangers and clarifying the truth to them. It became almost second nature for me to start talking to people in public places, such as on the streets, on public transportation, at supermarkets and farmers’ markets, at parks, or at tourist attractions. When I greet people with a friendly smile or a nod, usually they are willing to talk to me.

Of those I clarified the truth to in person, many chose to quit the CCP and its youth organizations. Even the ones that didn’t quit the Party right away took some truth-clarification material to read at home. Very few refused to take fliers.

I found that a bundle containing a copy of the Nine Commentaries on the Communist Party DVD, a second DVD with persecution facts or cultivation stories, along with a periodical booklet was most popular—most people took it. Even those who don’t have a DVD player were happy to take the booklet.

A local practitioner reminded me, “You were just released from prison. Be extra careful. The police usually follow and monitor practitioners who were recently released.” I didn’t understand at first, “If I’m afraid of being followed, then why do I clarify the truth in person? If I didn’t care at all, does that mean I still have human notions and I’m not paying enough attention to security issues?”

I later came across an article on the Minghui website in which the author said, “How could they (the police) follow divine beings?” I suddenly understood, “That’s true. How could they follow a divine being? Do I consider myself a divine being or an ordinary person?” Ever since then, it has not been an issue for me and is completely off my mind.

Two years later an officer from the local Domestic Security Division told me, “Right after you were released, we followed and monitored you round-the-clock. We soon found that you didn’t do anything except each day, you took a big bag of fliers to give out to people on the streets and helped them quit the Party. A few of us agreed that you would have died long ago if you didn’t practice Falun Dafa. If you wanted to practice then who were we to stop you? Quit the Party? If the CCP ruined my life as it did yours, I’d not only tell people to quit the Party—I would not let those who persecuted me get away so easily! The CCP has committed such a huge crime and they will be held fully responsible. We’re not going to pay for the CCP’s mistakes. Even people from other countries are now exposing their crimes against humanity. We stopped following you.”

“I Finally Have a Clear Conscience”

I read many practitioners’ articles on the Minghui website and felt they did a wonderful job clarifying the truth. I was incarcerated too long and missed precious opportunities and many predestined people. When I clarified the truth in person, some people left a big impression on me.

The first person I helped quit the Party was an 81-year-old lady. I was on a bus that stopped and waited at this one station for a long time. A couple of other buses servicing the same line already passed us but our bus didn’t move. The strange thing was that none of the passengers complained. However, as soon as this elderly lady hurriedly came up the sidewalk and climbed on board, the bus headed out. She was predestined to ride this bus.

She was well dressed and looked youthful for her age. I stood up to let her have my seat. We chatted for about 20 minutes. However, when I mentioned quitting the Party, she stopped talking. I didn’t have much experience at the time so I said to her, “I can’t force you to quit the Party, ma’am. But please remember ‘Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good.’ I wish you good health.”

Her face softened. She told me she would like to quit the Party, “I hesitated because I was afraid that you’re a spy. The Communist regime has inserted spies everywhere nowadays. You’re a Falun Dafa practitioner so I trust you. The officials at our provincial committee all know that Falun Gong is good and people who tell the truth.”

I wanted to give her a copy of the Nine Commentaries on the Communist Party, but she didn’t take it, “I became an underground member of the CCP within the first couple of years they took power. I was still in college then. My daughter is a confidential secretary of the Provincial Committee. I am well aware of the many things the Communist Party has done. They are not just bad, they are pure evil. They don’t have a moral bottom line whatsoever. Everything in the Nine Commentaries is true. Many veteran officials of the Party have read it. The Communist regime has committed many crimes—one book is not enough to cover them all.”

She was happy to take a Dafa amulet, “Thank you, young lady. I have long given up and thought that I’d take the mark of the CCP to my grave. I didn’t expect to run into you today. It’s great. I can finally have a clear conscience. What is the meaning behind ‘Jinglian,’ the nickname you picked for me?” As I explained it to her, we arrived at our destination.

I once saw two men standing at an intersection talking to each other. I soon found out that the well-dressed man had just retired from the Beijing News Production Center and was here to visit old friends in his hometown. I clarified the truth to him and he readily agreed to quit the Party. However, his friend, a laid-off factory worker, was too scared to quit the Party no matter what I said. He didn’t even want to talk to me.

The retired man from Beijing told his friend, “Listen to her. She is telling the truth. I’ve worked in the news industry for decades. The CCP is all lies and propaganda. Everything is fabricated. Don’t believe them. If you don’t read the news from outside China you don’t know anything. The Party has filtered out all the information that they don’t want you to know. You can watch the news to keep up with major events but don’t believe the details—they are all untrue and fabricated. Don’t look at things from the Party’s perspective, or you’ll be fooled. The best way to interpret anything the Party says is from the opposite perspective. What the Party says is good is all bad and whatever the Party criticizes is good.” The factory worker listened carefully to his friend and eventually agreed to quit the Young Pioneers.

I also helped quite a few retired high-ranking veteran military officials quit the Party. One of them told me, “Jiang Zemin is the worst. Our defense system is rotten.” Another told me, “I fought for the ‘proletariat’ for decades. Only now do I realize that we’ve all become the poor ‘proletariat.’ Even our homes will be the Party’s property. They are the biggest ‘bourgeoisie.’ What ‘heaven on earth?’ It’s a lie. All lies.”

It was my greatest pleasure to meet and help these precious sentient beings who are kind and clearheaded to separate from the CCP. Because of them, all the time, sacrifices, and tireless efforts I’ve put into clarifying the truth are worth it.

III. The Power of Righteous Thoughts

I was detained in a forced labor camp when the Minghui article first came out calling on practitioners around the world to send righteous thoughts. I didn’t know about it until later when the righteous thoughts formula was passed along to the detained practitioners in the forced labor camp.

The first time I realized the power of righteous thoughts was when I was beaten by the guards with an electric baton for not cooperating. The idea was still so new that I didn’t immediately think of sending righteous thoughts but my heart was not moved. Later I was told that other practitioners were quietly sending righteous thoughts for me. As a result, I didn’t feel any pain when I was hit by the electric baton, even though my socks were burned.

I became more and more convinced of the power of righteous thoughts after reading many sharing articles on Minghui and putting them into practice when I encountered dangerous situations.

I was often placed in solitary confinement while I was detained or imprisoned. When I found ordinary peoples’ methods useless in solving a Dafa practitioner’s challenges, I quickly adjusted my attitude and sent righteous thoughts. I tried to keep strong righteous thoughts at all times and I also increased the time I spent sending them. Although my celestial eye is not open, Master showed me the incredible power of righteous thoughts. I truly felt that the power of Dafa is boundless.

I have very strong thought karma and wasn’t able to empty my mind when I meditated, let alone enter a state of tranquility. However, when I sent righteous thoughts, I was able to achieve tranquility, which is a wonderful state.

The first time I experienced this was at a detention center. More than fifty detainees were crowded into a small space and each person only had room to stand. The constant noise of running water, shouting, loud talking, and the harsh machinery of the workshop molded into a forceful hammer pounding my head. I wedged onto one corner of the wooden bed board, folded my legs into a full lotus position, and sent righteous thoughts.

I don’t know how long I sent them but I suddenly noticed that all the noise gradually moved away from me, disappearing, until it was completely quiet. My body also disappeared and I only had one thought left, “I am sending righteous thoughts and I cannot let my hand slump.” Everything around me seemed to solidify into complete stillness. It was truly wonderful.

Suddenly, a piercing ring broke the quiet, and my body jerked as if I were stabbed. A sequence of mental pictures formed, of my feet stepping into a dark shell of a body, sitting down, folding my legs in the full lotus position, and erecting my hand. As soon as I became one with the shell, as if a flood gate was opened, the loud noises of running water, shouting, talking, and heavy machinery rushed in. I opened my eyes and realized I was still in the crowded cell, sitting on the wooden bed.

After that incredible experience, I enjoyed sending righteous thoughts more and more. I increased the number of times I sent righteous thoughts throughout the day as well as the duration. I found myself able to enter the state of tranquility more and more easily.

I often sat in the corner by myself and sent righteous thoughts for long periods of time. The guards and other inmates seldom interrupted me—it was as if I didn’t exist. The environment in the detention center improved. From inmates to guards, to fellow practitioners, everyone became more friendly.

I was later detained in a brainwashing center that was notorious for torturing and murdering practitioners as reported by multiple Minghui articles. When I woke up each day, I immediately sat up and sent forth righteous thoughts continuously until I felt that all evil around me was eliminated.

A few times I sensed things that I couldn’t see approaching me before I fell asleep at night, trying to drag me towards the door. They projected this thought into my head, “Go hang yourself in the bathroom,” and sent waves of energy that made me feel like I was about to burst and shout like a mad person. I could barely control myself. I wanted to send righteous thoughts but my hands were pinned down and I couldn’t hold my thoughts together. I didn’t have enough power so I begged Master for help. Before I could finish reciting the first line of the righteous thoughts formula, those things were incinerated.

After I was released from the brainwashing center, I dedicated one to two righteous thoughts each day to eliminating the evil inside those facilities in our province that were known to torture practitioners.

As a way of clarifying the truth, I decided to petition the provincial Party committee, provincial government, city Party committee, and city government by filing legal complaints that argued against the persecution from a legal perspective. Master gave me warning signs to not take lightly the challenges I was up against and hinted that I be ready to eliminate evil.

During the Dragon Boat Festival holiday, I took three full days to send righteous thoughts at home to eliminate all interference surrounding these legal complaints. Besides doing the exercises and studying the Fa, I focused on sending strong righteous thoughts for long periods of time.

On the first day, I felt waves of freezing cold air coming out of nowhere. I wrapped myself in a comforter from head to toe and sat on the bed to continue sending righteous thoughts. The second day, I heard my neighbors talking in the courtyard, “So strange. It is sunny everywhere else but straight above our community, there are dark clouds. It is even raining now.” On the third day, the weather was calm and the sun came out from behind the clouds.

I was ready to go deliver those letters on the fourth day. It was a nice warm day and the sky was blue with a few white clouds. I gave out many truth-clarification fliers along the way and everything went smoothly. When I arrived, the gate to the provincial Complaints and Proposals Administration that usually remained closed was wide open. The many visitors who probably had tried for days, weeks, or even months to file a complaint were finally allowed to line up and go inside.

After hearing the reason I was there the guard became very respectful. He quietly pointed to an officer and told me to go talk to him. After reading my letter of complaint, the officer said, “You dare to write this letter but I dare not accept it.” He told me to drop it directly into the mailbox at the government compound.

I went to the provincial government and it was quiet outside. After entering the main building, I found the lobby crowded with more than a hundred staff members, blocking people from petitioning the government. When I explained why I was there, one of them yelled, “Falun Gong! How did you get in here?”

I was confused by his question and said, “I came in through the front gate. It wasn’t your idea to persecute Falun Gong. You don’t have that kind of power. Falun Gong practitioners are human and have basic rights.” After discussing it among themselves, the staff let me drop the letter into the mailbox.

After I walked out of the government compound, I realized why the staff members were surprised to see me inside. The guards on duty at the gate normally check visitors’ IDs before letting them in. But the catch-22 is that as soon as you give them your ID, they confiscate it and call the law enforcement officers from your hometown stationed at the provincial capital to take petitioners away. These officers are stationed at the capital for this purpose and thus are used to the protocols. They come quickly to pick up the visitors who never get to go inside the compound at all. Filing complaints at the provincial Complaints and Proposals Administration is the same as petitioning the central government in Beijing—it is a set-up, a bait, and a trap.

Conclusion

I will cherish the remaining time that Master has given us and do the three things well. I want to walk on the path of becoming a divine being and be a small particle of Dafa’s one body—this is where I belong.