(Minghui.org) The Chinese Communist Party (CCP) began its persecution of Falun Dafa when I just started learning the practice. I wasn’t able to sit in the full lotus position (with both legs crossed, one on top of the other) to do the meditation, and had only read Zhuan Falun a few times. Practitioners in our area went to Beijing one after another to appeal for Dafa and tell people the facts. Those tragic and sacred moments have been eternally frozen in history.
Despite Master Li (Dafa’s founder) saving the life of my relative, for which I am eternally grateful, I was unable to take the important step to go out and validate Dafa in a dignified way because I had many attachments and fears. I used the time instead to study and copy the Fa, and do the exercises. Fellow practitioners had been tortured to death, and I was very afraid, fearing the unbearable pain of torture.
I was a young, educated 30-year-old, and held a government position. I believed I was a key target of the CCP’s persecution. I used human ways to protect myself, pretending that I didn’t know anything. I dared not even participate in the computer training course at my company, for fear of later being asked to get involved with Dafa truth-clarification materials production sites. In short, I was very selfish, and far from meeting Master’s requirement to “attain the righteous Enlightenment of selflessness and altruism.” (“Non-Omission in Buddha-Nature”, Essentials for Further Advancement)
There was a thunderstorm one night, and the police raided the large materials production site in our area. More the 30 practitioners were arrested and hundreds of thousands of yuan in consumables were confiscated. Practitioners were taken to the provincial brainwashing center or illegally sentenced. One family had several practitioners persecuted.
After a hard cry, I blamed myself. I had benefited from Dafa, but why couldn’t I validate Dafa? I remembered that I could not find Master Li’s articles or exercise tapes when I started the practice. Practitioner Lan (pseudonym) was monitored by eight people, ranging from the city’s Party secretary to people at work, but she took the risk to help me find another practitioner, who was also closely monitored. That practitioner’s son-in-law is a non-practitioner, but with a sense of righteousness, helped me obtain the exercise music.
This time, Lan, her husband, and daughter were all taken away by the police. If I am so selfish and dare not tell the truth or help people with predestined relationships obtain the Fa, then what is the meaning of my cultivation? How can I be worthy of Master’s saving grace?
I wanted to expose the evil and let the whole world know the truth about Dafa and the persecution, but I didn’t know how to get on the Minghui website. Local practitioners didn’t know either. I began to think of practitioners who might be able to surf the Internet.
I thought of Mei, but she had been fired from her workplace and had gone to the provincial capital. I called her from a payphone. I told her about the situation and asked how to get online.
I didn’t care about my safety, I just wanted to expose the evil. With Master’s support, I used the landline and a laptop with Windows 98 and succeeded in connecting to Minghui.org. The moment I opened the Minghui website, I saw a photo of Master sitting in the mountains quietly watching the world, and all my fears disappeared. I then reported the news of the local persecution to Minghui.
I downloaded Master’s lectures, and hand copied them for fellow practitioners to use. I was able to memorize nearly all of them.
Master published “Teaching the Fa at the 2004 Western U.S. Fa Conference” in February 2004. It was very long and would take too much time to hand copy, so I went to the computer store and bought a small household printer and a pack of printing paper. I figured out how to print, and ran out of ink just as I finished. Fellow practitioners in my Fa study group took turns studying and copying the Fa. This was my first time printing Master’s lectures.
After a while, a new technical practitioner emerged. He taught me how to add ink, install a security system, and use software to circumvent the Internet firewall. Later, practitioners in this Fa study group were also persecuted. The technical practitioner endured tremendous pressure, but he didn’t provide any information to the police, and was illegally sentenced to 10 years in prison.
We maintained our righteous thoughts and actions while the persecution continued. I endured a few more difficult years. I was taken to a provincial brainwashing center. The persecution there made me more clearly understand the evil nature of the CCP. After I came out, I trembled with fear at the thought of going online to expose the persecution. I often went to the side balconies to see if there was any movement by the authorities downstairs.
However, through more Fa study and memorizing the Fa, I understood it was not me who was afraid, but the substance of fear in another dimension, which has been trying to control me. I kept sending righteous thoughts, thinking: Master is the highest being in the universe, and I want to achieve what Master wants.
Once again, I broke through the substance of fear, wrote news articles exposing the persecution, and posted them on the Minghui website.
I got in touch with many practitioners during the process. They brought me true and vivid stories. I sorted them and used them to validate the greatness and supernatural power of Dafa. Fellow practitioners and I were all bathed in the Buddha’s light and had no fear whatsoever.
The persecution has not made me go astray. I walk the path to divinity without hesitation.
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