(Minghui.org) Falun Dafa is a high-level cultivation practice of the Buddha School. It is truly a high-virtue cultivation. It teaches people to be good by following the principles of Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance, looking inward in in conflicts to improve one’s xinxing, continuously elevating one’s moral standards, and gradually becoming selfless. If one complies with the requirements of the Fa at various levels as one cultivates, one might experience miracles.
I would like to share some of the miraculous things that have happened to me and practitioners I know. They happened when we held righteous thoughts and were determined, so that we could validate Master’s compassion and wonderfulness, showcase the miraculous nature of Dafa, and show people how sacred cultivation is.
When I began practicing Falun Dafa in May 1997, Master opened my celestial eye. This was meant to let me see many scenes in other dimensions, as well as experience miraculous incidents.
One night, I was handing out truth-clarification brochures in a community. When I finished and was leaving, I looked up and saw a camera taking photos. I said to it: “Everything has a spirit, and everything came for the Fa. Your mission is to catch bad people, not those who are good. I’m a practitioner, and I came to save sentient beings, including you. I am doing the most righteous thing in the universe. Please don’t take a picture of me. If you did, erase the image. Only by harmonizing with Dafa will you have a good future.”
I noticed that the camera, in another dimension, was changing into a naughty little boy with a bald head, smiling as he winked at me.
One time in a police station, and another time in a brainwashing center, bad people wanted to “transform” me. I refused to work with them. They started to insult me and I thought, “I can’t hear you nor do I want to hear you. What you say has no effect on me.” In fact, I couldn’t hear anything they were saying. I only saw them moving their mouths and looking vicious.
Twice, I saw my hands and body were as transparent as glass. My husband doesn’t practice Falun Dafa, but he is supportive of my cultivation. He has also seen what I saw two times. One time when I was doing the Falun Standing Stance exercise and moved my hands to face my ears, he noticed that my hands were transparent and glowing. Another time, I was sending forth righteous thoughts and had my palms in the big lotus position. He told me that he saw my hands were like jade, as if I was holding an incense burner, with a fire glowing inside. When he tried to look more closely, he could no longer see it.
One time, when I was sending forth righteous thoughts and had my palm erect, without telling me, my daughter used her cell to take a photo. After I finished, she showed me the picture. We could not believe it and were in a shock. The light in the photo was very strong. My head, face, hands, and body were all shining. My hair was curly, and my eyebrows, eyes, and nose were very similar to those of a Buddha. I looked very young. When my husband saw it, he said that, for him, this represented the feeling of a phoenix nirvana, that it was as if I was reborn. I was very excited. But afterward, I felt that I should have told them that we didn’t go through nirvana in our cultivation school.
My cousin, a retired teacher, is now 75. Prior to her cultivation, she was given chemotherapy after surgery for breast cancer. She began practicing Falun Dafa in 1998, stopped taking all her medication, and quickly recovered. She has gained some weight and her face looks rosy.
She was held in a brainwashing center in 2001. The authorities had illegally detained about a dozen practitioners there, hoping to “transform” them. Some of them had been detained for as long as three months. At that time, Dafa materials were in short supply. Practitioners would pass around among themselves any Dafa information they found.
Some practitioners’ homes were ransacked. If the authorities found any Dafa materials, those practitioners were arrested and taken to the brainwashing center, where they were tortured to get them to reveal the source of the materials.
One practitioner was handcuffed to the bars on a window and deprived of sleep at night. Another was handcuffed and hung from a ceiling beam with a rope and pulley. One end of the rope was tied to the handcuffs and the guards held the other. They kept pulling the rope, making her go up and down. The pain was unbearable, and she was spinning in the air. She got dizzy she dared not open her eyes. When they let her down to interrogate her, she collapsed.
Some people were terrified in this horrible setting. A few of them went on a hunger strike to protest the persecution. But then the guards force-fed them. One practitioner told my cousin that she couldn’t stand the torture anymore, so she turned my cousin in.
From that day on, my cousin couldn’t eat. She vomited as soon as she ate. She hadn’t eaten for 15 days. She was skinny, shaking all over, and rolling around on the bed with stomach pains. Guards said that her cancer had metastasized and she was dying. They were afraid of being held responsible for her condition, so the head of the brainwashing class notified her family to come take her home.
Her husband refused to pick her up from the brainwashing center, saying that she was fine when she was at home and only ended up like that after they tortured her, so now he wouldn’t come get her. He then told them that they should compensate her. He also said that whoever had taken her there should bring her back. Finally, people at the brainwashing center said nice things to him and persuaded him to pick her up. After she got home, she called me over, and we shared experience. She then was able to eat. By studying the Fa and doing the exercises she eventually recovered.
The police arrested her again when she went to a nearby city to talk to people about Dafa in the summer of 2008. Her case was reported to the province. She was held there for a few days and then transferred to our city and incarcerated.
In a hotel, which was used to detain practitioners, the police handcuffed her to an iron chair and interrogated her for a day and night, but she just snored thewhole time. So they tied her to a tiger bench, but she was still sleeping and snoring. They didn’t let her wash for 15 days in the summer, but she didn’t care. The police didn’t get anything out of her, so they verbally abused her, humiliating her by saying that she stank. She didn’t care even if she did stink and was so thin that she looked like a cadaver.
My cousin said to the officers, “I didn’t do anything bad. I did good things by trying to save people. Wherever I am, I feel secure. It’s you who are doing wrong and illegally holding me here. You are committing a crime.”
An officer responded, “You are famous in the province now, and others are worried to death. How can you still sleep?”
She replied, “I’m a practitioner. If I feel like sleeping, I can fall asleep anywhere.”
The officer was so angry that he poured tea over her head then hit her in the head and face with his shoes. She shouted, “It doesn’t hurt me, but it does hurt you!” The officer couldn’t put his hand that was holding the shoe down. After a while, he threw the shoe on the floor and ran away. Later, he released her unconditionally.
When she was home alone in 2009, she sat on a couch to do the sitting meditation. Suddenly she saw that the old forces pulled her main spirit out, saying that her life had come to an end. They claimed that she had reached consummation and asked her to go with them.
She became alert immediately and asked them who told them to do this, if Master Li agreed to it, and was Master there. She told them that she was Master Li Hongzhi’s disciple, so she only walked on the path he arranged and only when Master received her would she go with them. She would not go with anyone else. She also told them that whatever deal she might have signed with them before was null and void. She would not acknowledge any of that and would deny that pledge and completely negate the old forces’ arrangements. Then she came out of the state of tranquility.
Ms. Liu, a senior practitioner in our area, has believed in the existence of gods since she was child. She began practicing Falun Dafa in 1998, when she was close to 60. She said that she had waited for this Fa and came for this Fa, but she was illiterate and couldn’t read the Dafa books. She was so worried that she cried and hit her head against the table while holding the book Zhuan Falun. She put her head down on the table and fell asleep. In a dream, every word in the book turned red and glowed. They jumped into her head one by one. After she woke up, she could read Zhuan Falun. After that, she could study the Fa on her own.
After the persecution of Falun Dafa began on July 20, 1999, the police ransacked her home and confiscated her Dafa books. She was very upset and said, “If I am here, the Dafa books have to be here. Without them, what’s the point of living? If you take away my Zhuan Falun, it is the same as taking away my life.”
She ran downstairs and her head hit the police vehicle. She lost consciousness, and a big bulge appeared on her forehead.
The police quickly got her husband and son over to move her out of the way, then put the book Zhuan Falun on her chest and quickly drove away.
My parents, brother, and sister are all Dafa practitioners. My parents live in the countryside, about 30 miles fromo me. My mother began practicing Dafa in 1998. Since she is illiterate, she listens to Master’s recorded lectures when she studies the Fa. She does the exercises every day. She used to have all kinds of ailments, such as tracheitis, emphysema, frequent coughs in the winter, stomach problems, and dizziness. She recovered from all of them after practicing Falun Dafa.
My mother turned 76 in 2010. She suffered from a serious illness karma elimination episode that winter. She had a lung infection, phlegm, a cough, difficulty breathing, and pleural effusion. She didn’t tell us about it until a few days later when she felt confused and sleepy, and lost consciousness. Only then did my eldest sister call me and my eldest brother.
My eldest brother and I both worked in the city. I was the head nurse in a municipal hospital. He drove me home in his car. He is not a practitioner. Brainwashed by the propaganda on TV, he thought that practitioners refused to get treatment, so I wouldn’t take Mother to the hospital even if she needed to go. Because of that, he criticized me on the way. I clarified the facts to him and told him to see what we should do based on her situation.
I talked with my mother, and helped her send forth righteous thoughts. However, her main consciousness wasn’t clear. My brother insisted on taking her to the hospital, so I put the earphones of my MP3 player with Master’s recorded lectures on it in her ears and played it for her. I held her up in the car and let her lean on me, which made the ride to the hospital relatively comfortable.
The hospital staff quickly monitored her heart, gave her oxygen, catheterized her, put her on an IV, and suctioned the phlegm. My mother was in a private room. I called my younger brother, who is a practitioner and worked in Shanghai, and asked him to take leave as soon as possible to come and help me take care of mother. I told my eldest brother he could go home. My younger brother rushed to the hospital.
Both of us sent righteous thoughts to negate the old forces’ arrangements completely and only walk on the path arranged by Master. Because Mother was illiterate, she couldn’t study a lot of Fa. In addition, due to lack of a group environment, she didn’t know how to look inward. But she had faith in Master and Dafa, and her heart was sincere.
When both of us sent righteous thoughts at night, I saw a lot of demons and ghosts being cleared out. My mother didn’t wake up all night, and she seemed to get worse in the morning. Her shortness of breath and difficulty breathing worsened, and she wouldn’t respond no matter how we called to her.
One doctor said we should intubate her and put her on a ventilator or do a tracheotomy. But I didn’t agree. I went out to find a few practitioners to help my mother send righteous thoughts. After I left, my brother held her hand and tried to call her. He told her not to go away or follow anyone and to quickly come back. When a few practitioners came, we sent righteous thoughts for her together.
My mother finally woke up. She said she had gone to a far away place, and she came back when she heard us calling her from a great distance. After she was awake, she asked that we remove all the instruments and tubes. The doctor disagreed, so she pulled them out herself. Later, her condition stabilized and improved by the day. But she was still getting injections, which she stopped that after three days. My eldest brother insisted that she continue the injections, so she stayed on them for another day. But then she developed skin allergies and they had to be stopped. It was almost the Chinese New Year, and she had been in the hospital for a total of five days before being discharged.
After she came to stay with me, I studied the Fa and did the exercises with her. I read Master’s new lectures to her and shared with her on the Fa. But sometimes she was still a bit muddle-headed and wanted to sleep. I read “Your Main Consciousness Should Dominate” in Zhuan Falun to her. I shared with her that our practice cultivates one’s main consciousness, therefore, one must be clear-headed.
I also helped her eliminate interference and persecution by sending righteous thoughts. She also sent righteous thoughts and tried to stay conscious. At first, she couldn’t stand, so she only did the sitting meditation. Two days later, she could stand and do the exercises if she leaned against a cupboard or a wall. Two days after that, she could stand and do the exercises on her own. In about 10 days, she was almost recovered. Her chest X-ray showed that two-thirds of the left chest cavity was filled with fluid. Someone like that would usually have to stay in the hospital for more than six months and spend tens of thousands of yuan, and still not be cured. The doctors said it was a miracle, given the outcome.
Many miracles have happened to practitioners around me. There are so many to count that I won’t list them all. Almost every practitioner has encountered something miraculous. If it wasn’t for this persecution, there would have been a lot more people benefiting from practicing Dafa.
From my cultivation experiences over these many years, I have come to realize that cultivation is serious if one slacks off and fails to treat themselves as practitioners. If one harbors all kinds of attachments and notions and can’t let them go, or if one has a biased understanding of the Fa, one will bring trouble to oneself, even to the point of one’s life being in danger. Only by following Master’s requirements and cultivating oneself well to save sentient beings can one accomplish one’s mission and return home with Master after reaching consummation.