(Minghui.org) I started cultivating Falun Dafa in 1997. Through cultivation practice, I experienced many miracles wrought by the power of Dafa.
I used to own an art gallery and lived a carefree life. Reading books, such as martial arts novels, was my hobby. One day, my brother gave me a copy of Zhuan Falun. After reading it twice, I concluded this practice was for cultivating Buddhahood and required one to practice it seriously. However, I remained uncertain about entering the door of cultivation.
Some time later, I was diagnosed with bone cancer. Unable to sleep on my back, I was forced to sleep on a reclining chair. My leg was so swollen, it was as thick as an elephant’s. The doctor said I needed to have my leg amputated to save my life. This news was hard to bear; I was still young and did not want to live with crutches for the rest of my life.
Over time, my condition worsened. One day I needed to visit the hospital for an injection, but none of my family or friends were available to keep me company. I made the trip on my own, feeling indescribably lonely and cold.
With no options left, I began to seriously consider cultivation practice. I knew this would be a difficult decision, because once I made it, I would have to cultivate to the end without giving up. After much consideration, I finally decided to practice Falun Gong (also known as Falun Dafa).
After reaching home, I told my mother and brother, “I want to practice Falun Dafa, too!” My mother and brother were both overjoyed to hear my decision. Soon after, I felt a sudden bout of lethargy and fell asleep on my bed.
My mother woke me up at 3 a.m. the following morning so that we could practice the exercises together. After I got home from attending the group exercise site I realized that I had unconsciously managed to put on my shoes that morning. I had previously not been able to wear shoes due to my swollen feet. When I took a closer look, I realized the swelling in my leg had gone down, and I was able to wear my shoes normally! I knew that my legs were essentially healed! I could hardly believe this miracle and was unable to express my profound gratitude to Master Li Hongzhi, the founder of Falun Dafa!
I used to suffer from vitiligo, a condition that causes my skin to loose its normal yellow pigment and turn white. The skin from my eyebrows to my forehead used to be white. Both the left and right side of my throat had white patches the size of a palm, while the back of my neck used to be entirely white.
Shortly after starting cultivation practice, the white patches of skin on my face and neck disappeared, leaving behind a single white patch the size of an egg on the right side of my neck. Much later, while talking to people about the persecution of Falun Gong, I met a woman who suffered from vitiligo. I told her, “Practicing Falun Gong cured my vitiligo.” The woman was in a state of disbelief, because vitiligo is an autoimmune condition for which there is no cure.
I am nearsighted, unable to see objects far away. I wear glasses and before cultivating Dafa, my lenses were prescribed for extreme near-sightedness. After becoming a Dafa practitioner, my glasses broke one day, which prompted a trip to the optician to get a new pair. After testing my vision, the optician told me that my near-sightedness went from extreme to moderate. I could hardly believe it! Permanent correction of near-sightedness is only possible through surgery. Yet cultivating in Dafa had achieved the same result spontaneously.
People encounter various unforeseen problems in life. For practitioners, we need to face them by adhering to the principles of the Fa.
Once, I visited a wholesale market with my friend. Stalls were set up on both sides of the road and the market was full of people. While walking, a tricycle carrying three men ran over the bridge of my foot. I instinctively yelped in pain.
In an instant, I recalled Master’s teachings and firmly told myself that my foot was unharmed. The three men in the tricycle realized they had run over my foot and after hearing my yell of pain, they laughed and sped off without pause.
My friend witnessed everything and was filled with anger, saying, “We must find them and demand compensation! We can’t let them get away with this! Let us check your injury at the hospital now.” I replied, “I don’t need their money; I am a cultivator.” When my friend asked why, I said, “Cultivators should be kindhearted. As long as I don’t seek compensation from others, my foot will be fine. If I were to ask for compensation, I would be treating myself like an ordinary patient and my foot would really be fractured.”
That evening while I was washing my feet, my friend said, “Come, show me your foot.” While my foot was fine, the tire marks on my shoes clearly showed my foot had been run over. Later, my friend told his acquaintances, “After his foot was crushed by a tricycle ridden by three big men, he refused to seek compensation. Amazingly, his foot was unscathed without even a scratch.”
I spent one summer working in a shop that sold breakfast foods. One day, I finished preparing a pot of bone broth to cook dumplings in and was lifting the simmering pot when the handle unexpectedly broke. Scalding hot bone broth splashed over my thighs and feet.
At that moment, I felt no pain. The soup felt like a wave of heat over my limbs. An elderly lady who worked at the shop with me had been making fried dough sticks. When she saw what happened, she hurriedly yelled for our boss. However, our boss was out of earshot and did not respond. I reassured her, “Auntie, I’m fine.” The auntie did not believe me, as the broth had clearly been boiling when the accident occurred.
My lower body was covered in broth, so I went to the back of the shop to change my clothes. I washed my soiled stockings and shoes with soap before venturing out front to help serve customers. The woman I worked with asked to see my legs. I reassured her and showed her my legs. Except for a small patch of red rashes, my legs remained unharmed without a blister in sight.
I knew Master protects Dafa disciples, so when I told the lady that I was fine, this same thought and faith in Master remained unwavering in my heart. As a result, my legs really remained unharmed.
Dafa practitioners earnestly adhere to the principles of Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance while conducting ourselves in our daily lives.
A fellow practitioner was hit by a car at her workplace entrance. The impact sent her flying and she landed on the ground unconscious. The security guard at the entrance alerted her family and arranged for her to be sent to a hospital, where she was diagnosed with five broken bones.
When she woke up, the practitioner knew she would recover after practicing the exercises and insisted on being discharged from the hospital. But her family disagreed and demanded at least 200,000 yuan in compensation from the driver. The driver’s family was not well off and 200,000 yuan would’ve bankrupt them. This fellow practitioner was considerate of others and reiterated the importance of fully recovering through cultivation practice. She resolutely got discharged from the hospital. With help and encouragement from fellow practitioners, she recovered after 15 days of Fa study and exercises.
Having witnessed her complete recovery, her family dropped their compensation claim and gratefully thanked Falun Dafa. The security guard at her workplace saw her incredible recovery and became convinced that Dafa had miraculous powers. The driver involved in the accident expressed his heartfelt gratitude for the practitioner’s kindness and generosity.
Since the start of the Chinese Communist Party’s (CCP) persecution of Falun Dafa, Dafa practitioners have worked tirelessly to tell people the facts of the persecution. Those who accepted the truth even received blessings.
I gave a vegetable seller various Dafa flyers and advised him to share them with his family. The next time we met, he told me, “One should be a good person and not do bad deeds.”
This hunchbacked vegetable seller was greedy, often lost his temper and used to sell subpar vegetables. Over the next five years, I kept giving him informational CDs and pamphlets.
When I went to buy vegetables from him a few days ago, he told me his health improved and he had started stocking more varieties of high-quality fresh vegetables. His vegetables had been selling well and business had improved by leaps and bounds. His stall was now clean and neatly arranged, and he also spoke amiably with customers, resulting in many regulars returning to his stall. Previously addicted to alcohol, he even quit drinking. His wife was also happy to see me, and I noticed they had stopped quarreling with each other.
When the COVID-19 pandemic broke out, I was glad to learn that he and his family were safe.
Since the CCP’s persecution of Falun Dafa began, I have been watched by many plainclothes policemen. As they are also victims deceived by the CCP, I try my best to make them realize the goodness of Falun Dafa and the truth behind the persecution. Over time, many came to realize that Falun Dafa practitioners are good people. Some approached me to hear the truth, and some even took truth-clarification flyers home to read.
One day, a tall, thin man carrying a bag caught my attention. Straightaway, I walked in front of him and said, “It’s not right to persecute Falun Gong. Our Master has instructed practitioners to treat our enemies with kindness, too.” The man was surprised, “I’m in plainclothes today.” I continued, “Only you can choose your future. Quit the CCP and don’t participate in activities that persecute Falun Gong. Aiding in the persecution will bring harm to you or your family. In the introduction to the Communist Manifesto, Marx described communism as a specter, which is equivalent to ghosts. Can you do good things if you are possessed by ghosts? If an evil person changes for the better, the heavens and Gods will witness it.” The plainclothes policeman immediately agreed to quit the CCP and its youth organizations, accepting the truth-clarification flyers and CDs from me, while gratefully thanking me. I told him, “I truly wish you well. Please cherish these materials.” The plainclothes policeman nodded and said, “Okay.”
Words are unable to express my gratitude towards Master! I will diligently listen to Master’s teachings, do the three things well, and resolutely walk on my cultivation path in order to aid Master in rectifying the Fa.