(Minghui.org) I began practicing Falun Dafa, also known as Falun Gong, in 1994. Looking back over my cultivation journey of more than 30 years, I’ve changed from enduring with tears to facing things calmly. I’ve experienced persecution, clarified the truth to police, and dismantled the persecution. Every step of my cultivation path has been inseparable from Master’s compassionate guidance and protection.
Master Enlightened Me About My Attachment to Family Affection
I had been a temperamental, willful person with poor health. Less than one month after I obtained the Fa, I became disease-free, felt light when I walked, and was happy. My relatives and friends said that I seemed like a different person.
However, after my child was born, conflicts arose in my family. My whole family practiced Dafa. To not affect their cultivation, I took on most of the household chores, took care of my child, and worked. It was difficult for me to ensure that I studied the Fa and did the exercises every day. All day long, I was like a “little monk” at home, enduring hardships. No one thought of me or cared about me. I felt very bitter, tired, and aggrieved. Resentment surfaced.
I held all kinds of human thoughts and attachments. I often cried and endured with tears. Over the years, my family members passed away one after another. Because of my attachments, I couldn’t accept all this. I didn’t want to live, and I almost collapsed into despair. My attachment to my family made me feel dazed all day long. When fellow practitioners saw that I was not in a good state, they studied the Fa with me and talked with me. But I didn’t change much.
One morning in 2019, after practicing meditation, I leaned on the edge of my bed to rest for a while. I was as if I was sleeping but not sleeping, and my celestial eye suddenly opened. I went to a heavenly world. It was really wonderful. On my left and right there were gods dressed in cassocks with hair of various colors. Their hairstyles were curly, and some of their hairstyles were like Taoists. They pressed their hands together in heshi to me. I also pressed my hands in heshi to them. These gods seemed to have told me in their minds that they welcomed me. Below, fairies were dancing. The music and their dance were wonderful. It was a peaceful, festive atmosphere. However, in an instant, my eyes opened. I closed my eyes again, but I couldn’t go back to that realm.
I understood at once that Master had seen that I was in despair, so he tried to give me a hint. I said to Master, “Master, I was wrong, I shouldn’t live for my relatives in this life. I have a historic mission: to cultivate myself solidly and let go of all kinds of human attachments, fulfill my vows, and return to my heavenly world, where my family is waiting for me.”
Remaining Unaffected in the Face of Persecution
In 2021, my house was ransacked. Personnel from the 610 Office smashed the lock and pried open the door. Eight people broke in. Seeing such a scene, my mind went blank, so I begged Master: “Master, help me, I leave everything to you, Master.” I also sent forth righteous thoughts. One policeman watched over me and wouldn’t let me move. Another policeman recorded video, and the rest of the police officers raided the house. They took away a lot of Dafa books, materials, a computer, a mobile phone, suitcases, and other things.
After raiding my house, they took me to the police station and asked me to sign a guarantee statement to give up practicing Falun Gong. I said, “That’s impossible, don’t even think about it. My life was given by Master, I only accept Master’s arrangements. Only Master has the final say. I listen to my Master.” The police saw that I would not comply, so they threatened me with my children. I was not moved. Because of the hardships I had experienced before this and Master’s compassionate guidance, I had become more determined to believe in Master and the Fa. I had let go of my attachment to life and death, and my affection to family.
They then asked me about another practitioner. I said I didn’t know anything and told them, “It’s illegal to do this. The country’s constitution stipulates freedom of belief. No one has the right to violate the constitution. You know that your actions are committing crimes, and you are accomplices to the evil for a little fame and fortune. If you persecute good people of spiritual practice, you will lose your blessings and have no future. Do you know this?” Two policemen listened to me quietly.
The head of the 610 Office later came in and said to me, “Aren’t your people cursing me to death all day long? You see, I’m not dead. Aren’t I doing well?” I smiled and said to him, “That’s because the blessings you accumulated in previous lifetimes have not been used up. If you do too many bad things and run out of your blessings, your life will be completely over. If you persecute Dafa disciples, you will have no future.” When he heard this, he turned around and ran away. I never saw him again.
Police Come to Believe that Master Takes Care of Me
The police officer in charge of my case saw that I was determined, so he said, “Didn’t you say that your Master can protect you? Your Master is in the United States, how can he protect you? How can it be? I don’t believe it. You are here under my watch now, I have the final say.” I smiled at him and didn’t speak.
They locked me in a small dark room at the police station. I went on a hunger strike to protest their persecution.
Around 48 hours later, they said they wanted to file a criminal case for investigation. They handcuffed me and escorted me to a detention center. When we arrived at the detention center, they asked me to sign a document, but I wouldn’t. A few policemen came and physically forced me to sign. I shed tears, feeling that they were so pitiful for being used by the old forces to do things that would ruin their future, and they didn’t know it.
A guard, hearing that I was a Falun Gong practitioner, approached me with a smile and whispered to me: “You Falun Gong people are really amazing! Every one of you is a hero. I admire you very much.” I understood that Master encouraged me through his words to walk my path of cultivation righteously.
The prison doctor then came to draw blood and examine my body. After that, I changed into the prison uniform and waited for the results in the hall of the detention center. I kept sending forth righteous thoughts to eradicate the evil persecution and negate it. About half an hour later, a policeman in the hall said behind my ear: “Your Master really is helping you. Several doctors have said that your physical examination results are bad, and the detention center may not accept you.”
After a while, the prison doctor stood in the distance and shouted to me, “So-and-so, your health does not qualify. We won’t accept you here. Whoever brought you here should take you away.” The two police officers in charge of my case took me back.
On the way back, the policeman who hadn’t believed that Master could help me apologized: “I’m sorry. It’s not that we wanted to do this. It was an order from above. We had no choice. What you did was right. Your Master really took care of you. Your Master really is divine, really amazing.” I clarified the truth to them thoroughly, and they both agreed with what I said. They finally let me go home.
Clarifying the Truth to Police Who Arrested Fellow Practitioners
About four months later, the police station brought two police officers from another town to my house, and they raided my house again. Because of an accident involving a fellow practitioner in the other town, I had been implicated. They took me to the police station, recorded a statement, and asked me to sign it, but I wouldn’t. The out-of-town police said, “If you won’t sign, we will take you to our town and sentence you, even if you are sick.” I said, “What you say doesn’t count. My life was given by my Master. Master has the final say. I just do what I should do: wake people up and return to kindness.”
I began to clarify the truth to them. I told them about the practitioner from their town and how she had been in poor health before, had cancer, and could not be cured. After I had told her about Falun Gong, she began to practice. Her body returned to normal, and her depression was cured. She became much more cheerful. “Isn’t this a good deed?” I asked them. “Our Master teaches us to be considerate and selfless.” I then said, “You shouldn’t take action against such a good person. You are people of conscience, can you bear it? I hope you won’t persecute her anymore and will let her go. If there’s anything else, you can ask me. All her Dafa things were given to her by me. Dafa is for saving people.”
Maybe I didn’t think about myself when I was in danger and only considered the fellow practitioner. When I met the requirements of the Fa, Master helped me resolve the tribulation. What I said touched them. One of the detectives blushed. He stayed outside for a long time. At about eight o’clock in the evening, the detective came in and said, “You sign this and I won’t take you away. This matter is over.” I did not agree and said, “The persecution is illegal. The Constitution stipulates freedom of belief. Falun Gong is not among the 14 cults listed by the Ministry of Public Security. If you don’t believe it, check it with your mobile phone.” He checked it on his phone and agreed with me. He then let me go home.
Clarifying the Truth and Disintegrating Interference
The following year, an officer from a police station in another town contacted me and asked me to wait at home. The 610 Office had asked this police station to file a new case against me. They said that the previous police station did not send my case to the procuratorate, and the case had become stale. They were going to file a new case.
I told him the truth over the phone. I didn’t deny anything he said at first. I tried to talk to him from his point of view, awaken his good side, and enlighten his kindness. I then told him about the Berlin Wall, the CCP’s previous movements, the consequences of working for the CCP, the benefits of cultivating Dafa, how the persecution is illegal, and how publication of Falun Gong books is legal. I talked to him for about an hour. After that call, he didn’t look for me again.
A year later, another person from the police station called me, saying that he had been entrusted by the 610 Office to file a new case. After I finished clarifying the truth to him, I turned off the phone. Thus, after clarifying the truth to the police twice, I was no longer disturbed by them and realized that clarifying the truth can disintegrate the persecution.
Thank you, Master, for your compassion and salvation!Thank you, fellow practitioners!
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