(Minghui.org) I began to practice Falun Dafa in April 1998. Because of my limited education, I hesitated to write an experience sharing article. I only filed a complaint against Jiang Zemin, a former Chinese Communist Party (CCP) leader, for persecuting Falun Dafa. After seeing the call for submissions to the 22nd China Fa Conference on Minghui.org, I decided to write about my cultivation experiences.

I Begin Practicing Falun Dafa

My home was a practice site before the CCP began persecuting Falun Dafa in July 1999. It was big house, and over 30 people could gather in the dining room. When an assistant asked we could use my home as a practice site, I agreed without hesitation, because Falun Dafa is so good.

Since I worked in a large company, many people knew me, and some of them also began to practice Dafa. I asked someone to make me three large picture frames: one for a portrait of Master Li (the founder of Falun Dafa), another for “Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance,” and the last for “On Dafa.” I put them in the center of the room, and they looked sacred and solemn.

We often played videos of Master Li’s lectures and read his articles. Practitioners from another practice site also occasionally joined us to watched the videos and read the teachings. I felt immersed in Falun Dafa’s profound compassion. Within three or four weeks, all my ailments were gone and I was grateful.

Determined to Practice

The CCP started persecuting Falun Dafa about a year after I began practicing. The defamatory propaganda played on television day after day, and practitioners were told to stop practicing and turn in their Dafa books. I was shocked: “Falun Dafa is so good; why doesn’t the CCP allow it?” The local assistant came to me and said we had no choice since the persecution was nationwide. She suggested we practice at home. My home was no longer a group practice site. I put away Master’s portrait, “On Dafa,” and “Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance” in a safe place. I did not take them out until I moved to a new place.

Because of my work, many people, including my coworkers, knew I practiced Falun Dafa. Officials at my workplace often talked about the persecution. They could not understand why the CCP would persecute the practice. But they said that, since the CCP had launched a nationwide suppression, we should stop practicing. One official told me in private, “Since your son lives in another city, you could apply for retirement as a worker [instead of an official] so that people won’t give you any trouble.” After my granddaughter was born, I followed his advice and the request was approved.

Finding Other Practitioners

I moved to a new place, and no one asked if I practiced Falun Dafa. I was worried, because I couldn’t find any other practitioners. I could only read the Dafa materials practitioners where I used to work gave me.

I went to local parks and looked for practitioners. Master helped me, and I met one. I was very excited and grateful to Master for arranging this. Then I met practitioners at the local practice site. We had group discussions and handed out materials.

I often went out in the morning to hand out materials and tell people the facts about Dafa. I had no fear and I walked quickly. One day I noticed a woman walking far ahead of me. I sped up to catch up with her, and I moved so fast I felt like I was flying. I able to walk and talk with her. She accepted what I said and agreed to quit the CCP organizations. I was thankful to Master for helping me.

When I went to busy streets to talk to people, I saw some young people giving out information about buying new buildings. Hardly anyone took their brochures, but I took one from every person who offered and chatted with them about Dafa. They were glad to speak with me, renounce their memberships in the CCP organizations, and agreed to say, “Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good.” Whenever I saw them again, they would greet me, and many remembered the pseudonym I gave them when they quit the CCP organizations.

There were many activities promoting the sale of new homes, and one was a free ride to look at the homes. There was no obligation to buy, and the sales rep would get a bonus for every person who participated. So I agreed to go whenever anyone asked me. The driver, manager, and sale reps at the property did not yet know facts about Falun Dafa, so I shared them as we drove, and they agreed to sever ties with the CCP. Some trips were long, and I didn’t return home until 2 or 3 p.m. Thinking people could learn facts this way, I kept doing this.

When people from my hometown invited me to festivities, I tried to go. Every time I went, I was able to help dozens of people quit the CCP organizations, so the trips were meaningful.

In a Police Van

I had no fear and I would talk with anyone I ran into about Dafa—from elementary students to high officials. Because it went well, I developed the attachment of zealotry over time, but I didn’t realize it.

In 2016, I started to talk about Dafa with a man in his 40s or 50s in a park. I noticed his expression was not kind, so I changed the topic. When I was talking with someone else later, a police van stopped next to me. Several police officers got out, surrounded me, and took me to a police station. It turned out that man had reported me to the police.

At the station, a political instructor talked to me. When I told him I wouldn’t stop practicing, he left. Someone else came and wanted to take a sample of my blood. He lied and collecting blood samples was part of the procedure and I could return home in the evening. Two more people came in, held me down, and took the blood sample. They also photographed me.

I began sending forth righteous thoughts and asked Master to help me. It began to pour outside, as though heaven knew I was being wrongly detained. The rain subsided around 7 p.m., and the chief of the police station said, “You will be held in a detention center for one week. It should be two weeks, but we reduced it to one because of your son.” I did not say anything and just kept sending righteous thoughts and asking Master for help.

Then a young police officer carrying handcuffs came in.

“Are the=ose handcuffs for me?” I asked. “You can’t put them on me, because I’m innocent.” I told I wouldn’t run away because that might make him lose his job.

He said, “At your age, you should stay at home and enjoy life. Why do you insist on going out and talking to people?”

Before I could answer, the driver came in, and all of us got into a police van. On the way to the detention center, I explained that the former CCP leader started the persecution out of jealousy because the number of Falun Dafa practitioners exceeded CCP members. I said the CCP faces consequences because it did so many bad things and reminded them of Bo Xilai, a high CCP official who was involved in forced organ harvesting from living Falun Dafa practitioners, and what happened to me. I said a stone was found in Guizhou Province with naturally formed characters that read, “The Chinese Communist Party will perish.” I reminded them that our ancestors had a saying: “Good is rewarded with good, and evil meets evil.” They listened quietly.

I told the driver he would remain safe if he recited, “Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good.” I also suggested he quit the CCP organizations with a pseudonym. He agreed and said he’d joined the Youth League and the Young Pioneers. When I asked about his family, he said his wife and daughter also joined the Young Pioneers. He said he would talk with them about renouncing their memberships in the CCP organizations.

I told the young police officer it would better if he quit the CCP to stay safe when the CCP faces consequences. He agreed and said his parents also joined the Young Pioneers. I asked him to tell them about quitting the CCP organizations, and he said he would.

It was still drizzling when we got to the detention center. The driver helped me out with an umbrella. I was glad that both of them learned facts.

Inside the Detention Center

It was already after 10 p.m. Ling, the head of the cell, took me to have a physical exam. I looked inward to see why I was detained and noticed I had zealotry, a show off mentality, fear, and sentimentality. Also, I was busy doing things instead of aligning myself with Dafa’s teachings. I was so sad that I wept. I apologized to Master and thought that, since I was there, I would try my best to help save people.

The next morning, an inmate said she would be released that day. Before I was able to talk with her, someone called her name and she left. I hoped another practitioner was able to talk with her about quitting the CCP organizations.

I began to speak to the each inmate, starting with those who would leave first. On the fourth day, Ling said she would be released soon, so I talked with her about quitting the CCP organizations. She agreed without hesitation.

After Ling left, Ming was assigned to lead the cell. The others refused to listen to her, and Ming wept. I talked with her, and she said she was homesick. We discussed Falun Dafa and renouncing the CCP organizations. She had joined the Young Pioneers and agreed to quit.

People came and left almost every day. Other than sending forth righteous thoughts and meditating, I focused on clarifying the facts and helping them quit the CCP. I had no fear and things went well.

During those seven days in the detention center, I helped 21 people quit the CCP organizations.

Conclusion

During the pandemic, many communities were closed, and I wasn’t able to go out and talk to people. My husband was also hospitalized and he needed help, so I stayed home most of the time. As time passed my attachments to comfort and material interest, along with fear and resentment, expanded.

Master said, “Cultivate with the heart you once had, and consummation is certain.” (“Fa Teaching at the 2013 Greater New York Fa Conference,” Collected Fa Teachings, Vol. XII) After I read this recently, I realized I needed to do better. Only by doing the three things well can we fulfill our mission to help save people, and return home with Master.

Thank you, Master! Thank you, fellow practitioners!

(Selected submission for the 22nd China Fa Conference on Minghui.org)