(Minghui.org) On the morning of April 11, 2022 I was sitting in front of my computer, editing a “Celebrating World Falun Dafa Day” experience sharing article written by a fellow practitioner. W After editing for 30 minutes, my right eye began to swell and feel painful. My vision also became blurry. As I had previously encountered similar phenomenon, I was unworried and confident the symptoms would pass quickly.
Yet another 30 minutes later, my symptoms worsened to the point that it became difficult to read the contents on the screen. I spoke in a loud and serious tone to the entity interfering with me, “Don’t do this. I must finish editing this article for sending to the Minghui website tomorrow, because everything needs to be submitted by April 13. This is an important task with a tight deadline. Do you hear me? You can’t take up any of my precious time.”
I tried continuing my work, but my vision continued to fail until I could no longer see clearly with my right eye. I anxiously recited a phrase from Master’s teachings, “I’m Li Hongzhi’s disciple, I don’t want other arrangements or acknowledge them.” (Teachings Given on Lantern Festival Day, 2003) I remained seated before my computer, trying to maintain my righteous thoughts. Instead, I found myself fighting my growing anxiety, as I was unable to open my eyes.
I prostrated myself before Master’s portrait and kowtowed three times. “Master, please help this disciple. I cannot afford the time needed to deal with sickness karma today. Help my body return to normal quickly.” Yet upon returning to my computer, I felt severe nausea. I rushed to the bathroom and started vomiting violently. Afterwards, the discomfort in my body was slightly relieved.
I then attempted to send righteous thoughts. But, because I was a bit muddle-headed, I was unaware if I was doing it correctly. My hands and feet were extremely cold. Forced to leave my computer, I stumbled back into my bedroom. By this time, two and a half hours had already elapsed.
I lay face down on my pillow, assessed my situation and knew I needed to solve this quickly. I had an obligation to edit the draft by today. This left me little to no time to deal with this illness tribulation. Secondly, my husband would return home soon. On seeing me, he would be sure to bring forth some ordinary people’s notions. “What illness is this? Quickly visit the hospital, find a doctor and take some medicine.” My husband might even resort to calling my daughter, who is a doctor, for help. All this would only exacerbate my false symptoms and increase the interference I faced.
By this point, I could not sit up due to dizziness and nausea. In just over an hour, I vomited uncontrollably over 10 times. Each time I would wet myself and would have to change my underwear and pants. My hands and feet became progressively colder, while I felt myself growing weaker and weaker.
Considering my worsening state, I contacted fellow practitioners Wang (pseudonym) and Yan (pseudonym) from my Fa-study group to come over. I asked for their immediate help in dealing with illness karma, before my husband returned and took matters into his own hands.
My husband returned home at one o’clock that afternoon and was shocked to see my condition. I was in the bathroom, vomiting while leaning on the toilet seat, trembling uncontrollably. Before I had a chance to talk to him, practitioners Wang and Yan arrived at my home.
As fellow practitioners helped me up, my husband told me my neck was swollen. I raised my head and looked in the mirror. The right half of my face and neck were swollen, while my right eye was protruding like a goldfish. My complexion was white, and my body was hunched over. I could barely recognize myself. However on seeing my fellow practitioners, my fears vanished and I instantly felt encouraged.
I sat in the full lotus position on the ground, closed my eyes and sent forth righteous thoughts with my fellow practitioners. After sending forth righteous thoughts for half an hour, my condition stabilized. I was able to sit straight with my head upright. The discomfort in my stomach was greatly reduced, and I could feel the substance that was the root cause of this illness karma retreating rapidly.
One of my fellow practitioners continued to send forth righteous thoughts, while the second practitioner initiated a sharing session with me. She also advised me to recite:
“Zhen Shan Ren—three sacred words have boundless Fa powersFalun Dafa is good—true thoughts alter all disasters”(“The Source of All Fa,” Hong Yin IV)
I recalled this poem from Master’s book Hong Yin IV. This phrase was often quoted by fellow practitioners in Minghui’s experience sharing articles, although I had forgotten it during my earlier turmoil.
As we conversed, my condition rapidly improved. My nausea further receded, and my complexion started to improve. Within an hour, the swelling in my face and eye vanished almost completely. Fellow practitioners agreed my condition was improving at an astonishing pace.
An hour later, fellow practitioner prepared to leave. I said, “Stay a little longer. I’m worried I’ll suffer a relapse.” Fellow practitioners replied, “With Master and the Fa, what is there to worry about?” Her words shocked me to the core.
As our small community was under lockdown due to the epidemic, my husband escorted both practitioners out of our housing block and into the streets below.
My body felt almost back to normal. I lay on the sofa for a short break, then staggered to the kitchen to cook dinner. Initially, I found I had no appetite for food. Yet when the rice was done, I felt like eating some. While cooking the main dishes, I started feeling hungry. When everything was done, I proceeded to have a full dinner.
At 6.30 p.m., after sending forth righteous thoughts, I sat before my computer and continued my work. By 10 p.m. I found myself exceedingly hungry and ate another meal. In order to finish editing the experience sharing article, I had to eat and maintain my strength. On seeing my healthy appetite, my husband smiled and encouraged me to eat some cake.
Despite my earlier ordeal, my physical condition and stamina felt good, and my mind was clear. I finished editing the manuscript before midnight, overcome with joy at having completed my work by the deadline!
My earlier ordeal had lasted less than five hours, left my body extremely weak and caused me to lose weight. However, belief in Master and the Fa resulted in my speedy recovery. I even did the housework, ate two meals and had the stamina to work late into the night. Isn’t it amazing? This is the extraordinary power of Dafa!
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