(Minghui.org) I am an elderly woman living in a rural area, who has been practicing Falun Dafa (also called Falun Gong) for about 26 years. During that time, I have experienced many hardships and tribulations, including being illegally detained by the Chinese Communist Party (CCP), sent to a brainwashing center, being displaced, and going through sickness karma tests, accidents, and more. Under Master’s merciful protection, I passed through them safely. Dafa is miraculous and extraordinary!
I used to be in very poor health, and suffered from neurasthenia, cerebral insufficiency, cholecystitis, gynecological diseases, severe anemia, postpartum illness, and many other conditions. I was so miserable that I often felt that life was meaningless. I managed to stay alive only because I couldn’t bear leaving my young child behind.
My life changed on November 24, 1998, on the Chinese lunar calendar. When I was working with a fellow villager, she told me she was practicing Falun Dafa, which cultivates one’s character, and doing so makes one healthy, eliminating the need for medicine or injections. I thought this was good, and I wanted to have a belief. So I started to learn Falun Dafa.
The first time I did the second exercise, “Falun Standing Stance,” I experienced a sensation of heat in my shoulders and back, which felt very comfortable. Many of my illnesses subsequently disappeared. I had never been so healthy.
I Learned From Practitioners in the City How to Save People With Truth-Clarification Materials
The county police arrested me in late September 2001, when I was harvesting crops with my family. Since the county detention center did not have cells for female inmates, I was taken to a detention center in the city with Dafa practitioners from there. Through talking to them, I learned that city practitioners had been helping Master to save people by clarifying the truth and distributing truth-clarification materials. In my rural area, practitioners were still focused on cultivating themselves.
I said to Master in my heart, “Master, I didn’t come to this place in vain. I know that I need to go back to save people. Please, let my husband go to request my release.” That same night, I saw my husband in a dream, and told him to go to various levels of the government to request my release.
Early the next morning, my husband led a large group of people, including my sisters and brothers, neighbors, and local practitioners, to drive their vehicles to meet at the town police station. My husband told the police, “My wife used to be in poor health. She learned Falun Gong and her illnesses were cured. She did not do anything illegal, but you arrested her. We want her to be released. All of us stopped harvesting our crops to come here today. If you don’t release her, we will come here every day, and then you must pay for the crops in the fields that are lost.”
The leader of the town police station tried to push the responsibly, saying, “It was the decision of the county police station. You need to go ask them.” So my husband led a group of people to the county police station every day. They demanded my release, and asked the police to pay for all the losses caused by the delay in harvesting the crops. Soon after, I was released.
Upon returning home, I wanted to go to the city to find practitioners so I could get truth-clarification materials. My home was in a mountain valley with no bus service. It took more than ten minutes to get to the nearest bus station by motorcycle. If there was no motorcycle ride available, it would take an hour, even if I walked fast. And I had to change buses twice to get to the city. Once in the city, I had to take a taxi to my destination. When I got there, I dared not walk around by myself because I didn’t know the area. I would get lost without someone guiding me.
I asked Master to help me before heading to the city by myself. Under Master’s arrangement, I met a city practitioner who produced truth-clarification materials. From then on, I often took the bus to the city and brought back truth materials in large and small bags. Sometimes I couldn’t get a motorbike ride, so I called my husband to pick me up with his electric tricycle. When my husband was not available, I walked, carrying the bags.
I distributed the truth-clarifying materials to villagers in the surrounding areas. Every time I distributed materials in my village, I intentionally put a copy at my house door.
One day a police officer from the town police station came to my house. He said, “Someone reported that Falun Gong [practitioners] was distributing things in the village. Do you know anything about it?”
“Do you mean these materials?” I handed him several different truth-clarification materials. “I got them at my door. You may take them and read them.” The officer did not expect such a response, and told me that if I found them again, I should take them to the police station. “Certainly,” I answered happily.
Whenever I got materials with new information, I took a copy to the township police station. The materials included content such as exposing local persecution cases, showing examples of being rewarded for helping Dafa practitioners, open letters to the police, Shen Yun DVDs, the Nine Commentaries on the Communist Party, The Ultimate Goal of Communism, and so on. Each time, they accepted the materials respectfully, and each time, I reminded them to have a look.
I once hung a banner with Dafa information on it at the most conspicuous place in my village. The next day the police came and questioned me, “Someone hung a banner in the village. Do you know who did it?”
“What is a banner?” I asked.
“It was a large piece of yellow fabric with red words written on it.”
“What did the red words say?” I inquired.
“It said, ‘Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good.’”
As the officer said this, I looked at him and thought, “It is good for you to say this out loud.”
“That is amazing!” I then asked him, “Who hung it up?”
The officer thought I was a simple rural woman and knew nothing, so he left.
After this experience, I gained more confidence. I put up banners in the villages that had no Dafa practitioners. A farmer in my village once told me, “In another village there was a banner by the road that read, ‘Falun Dafa is good.’ Many people gathered around to look at it. It looked beautiful under the sunshine. Then a police car came, and an officer said they would look for whoever did it in the village. Then another officer said, ‘No need. There is no Falun Gong in this village.’”
I knew that Master was telling me that I did the right thing.
A “Little Flower” Bloomed at My Home
After the Minghui website encouraged practitioners to establish truth-clarification materials production sites at home, saying they should bloom all over the place like flowers, I wanted to have a “little flower” bloom at my home. Among the city practitioners I met, some knew about computers, some knew about printers, some could do typesetting, some could do repairs, and some could install software. All of them taught me earnestly and patiently.
Upon facing technical difficulties, I told myself, “Old age, lack of education, and rough hands, these are all human notions. Once I can let go of them, Master will help me to learn everything.” True enough, I soon learned how to browse the Internet, download and print materials, and how to help people declare their withdrawals from the CCP online.
After a while, I realized that the practitioner who did printer repairs and maintenance had to sacrifice his time to help others. In order to reduce his burden, I carried the machine to a repair shop in the city. I also did as much as possible to buy the printing consumables myself. I did not think things like, “I’m an old-aged farmer. Will I look suspicious going to shops that sell electronic equipment?” As a Dafa practitioner, I was just doing what I should do.
All the shops were closed during the pandemic. When I ran out of any consumables, I asked Master for help. I then took the bus to the city and called the young man who used to sell me the consumables. At that time, he worked only in the warehouse. He immediately loaded the consumables into his vehicle and found me. He said, “Auntie, during the pandemic I am not allowed to go to the shop, but I am allowed to enter the warehouse. Just call me when you need anything.”
In addition to producing booklets, brochures, and stickers with truth-clarification information on them, I also learned to make hanging ornaments by stringing together CDs with “Falun Dafa is good” and “Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good” printed on them. When I used ordinary printer ink to print the phrases, I found that they were not waterproof, and faded quickly under sunlight. A fellow practitioner told me that an HP laser printer would give a more colorful result, and would not be affected by the sun or rain. So I went to the city and bought one. The printed ornaments were bright and beautiful. When hung on big trees, they did not fade for about a year.
I initially went to the city to pick up truth-clarification materials for use in our local area. Now, for about ten years, I have been making truth materials and ornaments for both local and city practitioners to use. I am now 73 years old, yet I am teaching practitioners who are 20 or 30 years younger than me how to use a computer. I also learned how to install software patches.
Only by Believing in Master and Dafa Can One Walk on the Right Path of Cultivation
In the autumn harvest season of 2008, I was sitting on a tractor that was full of rice. When we crossed a small river, the wheels suddenly shook, and I fell from a very high place, headfirst, and injured myself.
Upon returning home, I looked inward. I remembered that when we were loading the last tractor, several rats came out of the rice pile. I killed one of them. On the way back, our tractor had this incident. Wasn’t my fall immediate retribution for killing the rat?
My family worried about me and urged me to go to hospital. One of them said, “You must go see a doctor! Your arm is broken.” I negated this thought and immediately lifted my arm, and told them that my arm was not broken. They did not insist.
Many practitioners visited me, shared their thoughts from the Fa, and accompanied me through that difficult time. In the following days, no matter how painful my injury was, I increased my Fa study and exercises. The more painful it was, the more exercises I did.
Master said:
“When you are overcoming a real hardship or tribulation, you try it. When it is difficult to endure, try to endure it. When it looks impossible and is said to be impossible, give it a try and see if it is possible. If you can actually do it, you will indeed find, “After passing the shady willow trees, there will be bright flowers and another village ahead!”” (Lecture Nine, Zhuan Falun)
I memorized Master’s words and repeated them to myself during the hardship. On the 13th day after the incident, my collarbone that I injured, was as good as new. My experience proved that Dafa is extraordinary. On my cultivation path, no matter what difficulty I face, I must firmly believe in Master and Dafa, and ensure every step of mine is the right step!
In the summer of 2024, I rode an electric bike to visit my relatives. It had just rained, and the road was muddy, with lots of puddles. As I made a turn, I couldn’t control the bike. The electric bike I was riding was a small one for the elderly, and my speed was very slow. Normally, I would just put my feet on the ground and stop. But somehow, I felt myself being grabbed and thrown, with my knees, hands, and mouth hitting the ground.
I quickly got up. The only thought in my mind was, “I am not injured, since I have a never-degenerating Vajra body!”
I sent forth righteous thoughts. I was covered in mud, and I thought my relatives would get worried if they saw me like this, so I ignored the pain and washed myself at a nearby stream. I threw away my muddy clothes, and put on a set of clothes from the bag of old clothes I was taking to my relatives. Then I continued on my way to my relatives’ home.
After I arrived there, they saw that my mouth was bleeding. Since they have witnessed Dafa’s extraordinary power many times, they did not mention going to the hospital, and only asked if I needed some ointment. After I said no, they replied, “You do the exercises well, and you will be okay.”
I sat down and took a closer look. The skin was broken in multiple places on one of my knees, yet it didn’t hurt. The other knee had bruises and swelling, and it hurt when I moved. Looking within, I wondered what had I done wrong to cause such a big fall.
I lived in the countryside and my neighbors all raised chickens, ducks, pigs, or cows. I also raised chickens. The livestock waste and animal toilet areas attracted flies and mosquitoes, which entered the house even with the installed screens. The flies were buzzing around all the time and I was very annoyed by them. A person who often came to the countryside to sell goods told me about a fly repellent that worked very well. Spraying it once lasted for more than ten days. I was very fierce when I sprayed the repellent, and even recommended it to my neighbors.
As I recalled this, I felt cold all over and was shivering even though I was lying in bed under two quilts. A fellow practitioner saw me and said, “You are not in a right [cultivation] state.”
I immediately gathered my thoughts and got up. I walked slowly around the room twice, while sending forth righteous thoughts. I was negating the old forces’ persecution. Only Master has the final say about me. Soon, I no longer felt cold.
My knee with the bruises and swelling hurt quite a bit, and it affected my ability to do the sitting meditation. I negated it and was determined that I must sit in the double lotus position to do the meditation. As soon as this thought came out, I was able to sit in the correct position, although I could not do it for long. A few days later, my thigh and calf on this leg turned black, but I felt no pain. My knee was swollen and it hurt when I pressed it.
I kept looking inward. I remembered that I fell as I was going to my relatives to pick up my phone, which I accidentally left there earlier. It was my son’s old smartphone. Is it possible there was something bad on the phone? I checked and discovered that the photo album had many pictures of the CCP flag, CCP emblem, and the Youth League emblem. I immediately deleted them. After doing so, the pain in my leg was relieved, and I could easily sit in the double lotus position.
My printer had toner leaks for several months before my fall, and the problem continued after I changed the toner. Furthermore, the NTD program pictures on my TV became unstable, and eventually we could no longer watch it.
After my leg healed, a fellow practitioner drove me to a printer repair shop in the city. They checked my printer and printed six pages without any issue. They told me, “Your printer has no problem.” I knew right away that the printer was trying to remind me to look inward. I did not see the problem until my hard fall. Now the printer was normal. I believed that watching NTD programs on my TV would also be fine now. I turned on the TV when I got home, and sure enough, everything was normal.
I am now fully aware that only by firmly believing in Master and Dafa can one walk every step on the right path of cultivation. Under all circumstances, we must continue to study the Fa more and send forth righteous thoughts more. No matter how difficult and painful, one must be persistent and do the exercises more. We must cultivate diligently. We are Dafa disciples who are walking on a divine path!
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