(Minghui.org) I am a 16-year-old Falun Dafa practitioner whose parents started practicing it before I was born. I have experienced how extraordinary Dafa is many times. My parents have encouraged me to share my cultivation experiences so I can help spread Dafa to sentient beings.
Coming for Dafa
My aunt saw with her third eye that I had a bright halo around my head when I was born. My parents knew that I had come for the Fa. I was fortunate to be born into a family of cultivators and had a happy childhood.
My parents and maternal grandmother often guided me to study the Fa and practice the exercises when I began attending elementary school. I would also help send forth righteous thoughts when my grandmother clarified the truth to sentient beings. The wisdom bestowed upon me by Dafa unveiled itself when I always ranked top of my class at school. I was also very talented. Both my teachers and classmates liked me a lot. I participated in many provincial and municipal competitions and achieved relatively good rankings. But as I grew older and merged into the big dye vat of ordinary society, I gradually drifted away from Dafa and conformed more to the secular world.
Slowly Drifting Away From Dafa
My parents stressed to me the importance of school and my grades when I entered third grade. What I heard the most every day from my parents was, “You need to get into a good middle school so you can attend a good high school. Attending a good high school means that you can get into a good college.”
During that period of time, I did not realize that hoping to get into a good school was actually a form of enjoying life and pursuing fame and profit. I had less time to study the Fa and practice the exercises with my busy academic schedule. My human attachments also became stronger and I became deluded by the human world.
I began to be defiant when I started to attend middle school. At times, I would be more degenerate than ordinary people. Due to a lack of Fa study, I became emotional like an ordinary person. I was competitive and fought for personal gain. I was addicted to online novels, spent time on social media, got involved in relationships, and even watched pornography. I was depressed and unable to pull myself together. I could not focus or learn at school, and my grades dropped drastically.
I would constantly get into arguments with my parents. It had gotten to the point that my mother would get so angry that she would retch. I refused to admit my mistakes and wanted to move out and leave my parents. My parents were also strict about my cellphone usage. I had bought at least seven cell phones behind their backs just so I could satisfy my selfish desires. I advised my mother to turn off the alarm of sending forth righteous thoughts and cited the excuse that no one actually sent righteous thoughts in our house.
It was a mess during those times. All I thought about every day was mental schemes with my classmates, and I did nothing useful at all.
Master Guides Me Back To Cultivation
Perhaps Master Li (Dafa’s founder) could not bear to see me sink and fall into ordinary society and so he made arrangements for me to awaken.
I remember seeing an elderly man walk toward me one time in my neighborhood. He began speaking in a dialect I was unable to comprehend. I was worried that he was someone bad, so I began backing up and looking for a chance to run away. I then seemed to hear the words, “Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good” from him.
I immediately realized that he was a practitioner trying to clarify the truth to me. I stopped backing up and smiled at him. That elderly practitioner also smiled when he saw that I had stopped backing up and was no longer frowning at him. I waited for the practitioner to finish what he had to say and I told him, “My grandmother is also a Falun Dafa practitioner.” The practitioner understood and we both put our palms together in heshi (show of respect) and parted ways. I am truly grateful for Master’s arrangements to enlighten me and give me faith to return to cultivation.
For a period of time, I had bloody noses every Sunday morning. There would be a lot of blood and sometimes I was able to see blood clots coming out of my nose. I had to use a pail to catch all the blood flow. One time, there was so much blood that my father told me to go and practice the first set of exercises. Amazingly, as soon as I stood there, without even starting the movements, the blood stopped coming out. The bloody nose episodes happened to me for almost five weeks, making me late for my tutoring classes on Sundays. However, as soon as I practiced the exercises, the blood would stop coming out of my nose.
There was so much blood one time that the blood started to come out of my mouth. Though I had stuffed tissue paper into my nostrils, the blood saturated the whole tissue. I had to breathe through my mouth and was cautious not to have the blood drip out. I went to get a new tissue and spat out a lot of blood after practicing one round of the first set of exercises. When I returned to continue the exercise, I realized that the blood flow had become smaller. My bloody nose miraculously stopped after practicing the first exercise.
My cultivation state experienced ups and downs, and I was still unable to truly return to the cultivation state that I’d had before. Master was compassionate and saw that I had the heart to eliminate my human attachments, so Master purified the bad things in my mind through the bloody nose.
Returning to Cultivation
We split up into two groups while distributing truth-clarification materials. My mother and I were one group and my father went alone. My father reminded me to take the house key, since both groups would come back at different times. Before leaving our house, I made sure the house key was in my pocket. While distributing truth-clarification materials, I also made sure to double-check the key in my pocket.
After finishing distribution, my mother and I headed home. On the way home, I realized that the house key had gone missing. We retraced our steps to find the key and could not find it anywhere. It would have been impossible for the key to fall out since my pockets were quite deep. We didn’t have any choice but to wait for my father to come home. As soon as I entered the front door, I saw the house key on the sofa. Later on, my grandmother and I exchanged our cultivation insights. She pointed out that Master was enlightening me that only through cultivation can one find the key to return home.
I had a bloody nose nine times within two days. My good friend who has a little bit of knowledge in the medical field said, “There definitely can’t be that much blood in your nose. The blood has to be coming from your brain.” I knew clearly that Master was purifying my body. I decided to distribute truth-clarification flyers when I returned from school that evening. I started to have a bloody nose just as I was about to change my clothes and head outside. I was determined not to be interfered with or hindered. My father handed me a stack of tissue paper and told me to take it just in case I bled profusely. I had a notion in my mind for the blood to stop. Just as I was about to head out, my bloody nose stopped and I was able to distribute the truth-clarification flyers. Just when I returned home from distributing the flyers, my nose started to bleed again. It seemed as if everything was arranged for me to distribute the flyers.
I stayed with my grandmother temporarily during the second semester of third grade, because both my parents were busy with work. My cultivation state was good during that time. During my mid-terms, I did not do as well as others for political history and only scored in the 80s. All my classmates were nervous and anxious prior to taking the final examination. I was calmer than ever. I remembered to study the Fa in the afternoon, and I looked over the practice book and asked my classmates some questions. I took a nap prior to the examination. Before leaving for the designated exam site, I remembered that I had promised my grandmother to practice the first standing exercise. I did so before leaving with my parents.
History and politics classes are two subjects that I’ve always disliked. Though I enjoy reading about Chinese history, all the textbooks are tampered with lies, so I’ve been reluctant to study any relevant topics. Out of the 100 exam questions, nearly 15 questions on each subject had appeared in the practice book I’d read. The questions I'd asked my classmates also appeared in the exam. I scored full marks when I got the test results back.
My classmate, who also scored full marks, completed at least more than 10 practice books than I did. I probably would not have scored as well if I hadn’t studied the Fa and practiced the exercises. I probably would have still scored in the 80s. I recalled my geography and biology examinations a year ago. Days prior to the exams, I was quite attached to studying and getting good grades. I was so sure that I would score full marks. However, the test results proved me wrong, because I still made minor mistakes. It could be said that I had a “photographic memory” this time when I scored quite well.
Immersed in Dafa
After persisting in studying the Fa and practicing the exercises, I realized that there are still many sentient beings waiting to be saved by Dafa disciples. I have always put up self-adhesive stickers bearing Falun Dafa messages and distributed truth-clarification flyers, but I’d never clarified the truth in person. With constant Fa study, I realized that I needed to make a breakthrough and relinquish my attachment of fear. I tend to be hesitant about clarifying the truth to the taxi driver when I board a taxi. Master has been creating opportunities for me, but due to my lack of understanding of Dafa, I was unable to break out of my comfort zone.
I would often chat with my teacher during our private tutoring sessions. One time my teacher was complaining that the world was not fair. She rambled about how a corrupt official was only sentenced to a couple of years when a university student who had accidentally harmed an animal was sentenced to many years. I thought to myself, “I cannot waste another opportunity that was created for me by Master to clarify the truth.”
I said, “Teacher, do you also know that there are even more unfair things happening right now? Have you heard about forced live organ harvesting?” I was able to smoothly clarify the truth to my teacher for more than 30 minutes. I told her about the self-immolation hoax on Tiananmen Square, the peaceful protest of April 25, 1999, about the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) regime and its forced live organ harvesting. I also told her about withdrawing from the CCP and its affiliated organizations to stay safe. She was hesitant in the beginning but I told her that as long as she wanted to withdraw sincerely in her heart, it would suffice.
My lips and teeth were trembling while I clarified the truth to my teacher. I also stumbled over many words and paused many times. However, I negated the interference and successfully clarified the truth to her. My lips and teeth stopped trembling when I finished clarifying the truth. I enlightened to the fact that it was the negative factors in my field that had been hindering me and stopping sentient beings from being saved. I am grateful to Master for his compassionate protection.
I have found many attachments through studying the Fa. My surroundings have changed for the better and my grades no longer fluctuate.
The above are some of my cultivation experiences. My close acquaintances know that I changed for the better during my four years in middle school. I had been competitive and unable to take criticism, but I’ve become more humble and more able to face my wrongdoings. I also learned to look inward. My way of thinking and state of mind have improved.
I am grateful to Master for his compassion and magnificence. Thank you, Master, for enlightening me each time I go awry in cultivation. Thank you, Master, for your boundless and merciful salvation and for having my family members watch over me in cultivation. I will be more diligent in cultivation, assist Master in Fa-rectification, fulfill my historic mission, and return to my true home.
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