(Minghui.org) When I was eight years old, I often wondered why people got sick and died, and whether one could avoid getting sick. Where did our ancestors come from? What is the meaning of human life? Is it true that when a person dies, they disappear? If that’s the case, then life is meaningless. Some elderly people said they saw ghosts or deities, so I felt there was more to this life—that people don’t disappear after they die but go to another world. I very much hoped that one day I could go to a mountain to cultivate.
When I was about 10 years old, our teacher taught the “evolution theory” in class, and said that man evolved from monkeys. I wondered how a monkey could become a human. If what she said was true, then I felt it was so sad that people are just animals! When I had this thought, my brain seemed to open to a distant memory: I saw a bleak panorama of the earth that had just undergone the elimination of human beings. The land was sparsely populated and more miserable than the slash-and-burn farming of primitive society. A clear thought hit my brain, “Human history is repeated cyclically.” This was the first time I heard the phrase “cycle and repeat.” I was young and hadn’t yet learned the idiom in Chinese class. I rejected the “theory of evolution” that the teacher talked about.
While I was sleeping in the courtyard one summer, I suddenly saw a giant man about 20 years old, with hair similar to the picture in Master Li’s early edition of Zhuan Falun. My brain seemed to awaken, and I understood that all human beings are in the body of this giant man. That there are lives in human bodies, and there are lives within lives, and that the human body is a small universe... After I began practicing Falun Dafa, I realized that Master had made arrangements for me to find Falun Dafa.
After I had these experiences, I began reading ancient books when I was in junior high school. I admired ancient sages and read books about Buddhism, Taoism, Christianity, fairy tales, and Chinese and foreign prophecies. I subscribed to many qigong magazines, but I was not satisfied with those qigong schools. I never formally practiced qigong because they were not the true way I was looking for.
After the mid-80s, the great French prophet Nostradamus’s “The Centuries” became popular in China, and it was widely rumored that in 1999 mankind would face a calamity, the earth would be destroyed, and so on. I hoped that the earth would not be destroyed, but I felt that mankind’s morality was becoming increasingly corrupt, and heaven would do something. I had a deep hope in my heart that someone would save people, including me.
When I was 21, I accidentally cut my hand and fainted. When my primordial soul rose from my body, I saw that there was a place in front of me that was shrouded in a hazy golden light, and I felt that the flowers inside were blooming—the image was very beautiful. When I was about to enter the haze, my primordial soul returned to my body. When I opened my eyes, I was sitting in a chair. I had the thought: I might have seen the heavenly world of gods. If I wanted to go there, I had to cultivate.
In June 1995, I saw a book Zhuan Falun at a bookstall and I bought a copy. Before I finished reading the book, I couldn’t wait to find a practice site.
The assistant at the site had the new practitioners watch the video of Master’s lectures. When I saw the beginning of the fifth lecture, Master installed a Falun for me. I felt very comfortable and wonderful, and I was filled with indescribable joy and gratitude. After I read Zhuan Falun a few times, I decided that Master was the True Buddha, and that the Fa taught by Master was more profound than anything taught in Buddhism. I love to read the Fa.
While my family was asleep one night, I sat in the living room and read Zhuan Falun. When I read about the celestial eye, I felt what Master described: the feeling of drilling and pushing in. I knew Master opened my celestial eye. I was nervous and excited, but I knew that Master was always by my side!
After that, when I read the Fa, the words in Zhuan Falun sometimes flashed in a variety of colors, and sometimes several big golden Falun spun around the room, and small golden Falun flew in from the window, spinning rapidly like fans. The scene was holy and wonderful.
I can often feel that Master doing guanding for me, purifying my body, blessing me with energy. Big and small Falun rotate in my body, and adjust it. I sometimes experience guanding several times a day—a warm current rushes from the top of my head to my feet, and the feeling is very strong.
All of this made me more determined to practice Dafa and laid a good foundation for my cultivation. I believed in the Fa after the persecution broke out in July 1999.
Before July 1999, I had a dream: I attended school, and the textbooks were Zhuan Falun and Master’s other books. I was at the campus gate when I heard someone shouting that a bad guy was coming to grab the Dafa books. I hurriedly ran to the classroom, grabbed my schoolbag, which had several Dafa books such as Zhuan Falun. I ran very fast, but I was still surrounded by five or six bad people. They all had big knives and threatened me to hand over the Dafa books.
I held the bag tightly. The bad guys raised their knives and slashed at the top of my head. I suddenly woke up. My consciousness was very clear. I knew I wasn’t dreaming, but something really happened. On July 20, 1999, the old forces frantically persecuted Falun Dafa practitioners, and for a time, black clouds overwhelmed the land of Chin,a which was shrouded in red terror. I realized what that dream meant.
The peak of the persecution was between 2000 and 2001. There were many evil factors in other dimensions. I refused to give up Falun Dafa. I clarified the truth to the leaders at my workplace, and I was subjected to internal and external pressure from my workplace and family. It felt like the air was suffocating and depressing, but I never dared to relax in studying the Fa. Master also blessed me and enlightened me in my dreams on how to use righteous thoughts to eliminate the evil factors.
I refused to stop practicing. When I learned that the leaders of my workplace and the police department were conspiring to take me to a brainwashing center, I had to leave home. I didn’t have much money, and I didn’t know where I would stay. When I was wandering on the road and at a loss, a middle-aged man asked me if I was looking for a hotel. He gave me a hotel business card and said that with this card, the fee would be half. I was overjoyed and thanked him. I thought: He was sent by Master, as Master knows all our difficulties.
The hotel receptionist was surprised and said this kind of business card was only available to the boss, who only gave it to people from his hometown. Many years later, Master enlightened me through the mouth of a fellow practitioner, and this kind-hearted person was Master’s Fashen. Other practitioners said that when they went to Beijing to validate Dafa, they were guided by Master’s Fashen.
The persecution of Dafa was at its peak. I dreamed more than once that many other practitioners and I were climbing a steep cliff. It was very difficult, and seemed very dangerous and impossible to achieve, but in the end, we all climbed to the top and were not harmed. I also dreamed that I stood on a cliff above the sea with countless practitioners, and we had to swim to the other side. Most jumped in and began swimming, but I hesitated, thinking that I couldn’t swim.
I heard Master say there was only one way—I had to jump. Since Master told me to jump, it must be safe. I closed my eyes and jumped. When I opened my eyes, I was already on the other side of the sea, and I woke up. I realized that it's very important to believe in Master and the Fa. If you truly believe in Dafa, Dafa will show you how powerful it is.
Someone reported me when I posted truth-clarifying materials. When I came out of the building, the guard was waiting and wanted to take me to the security room and detain me. He said he watched the surveillance camera and saw me entering and exiting two doors. I was nervous because I still had half of the materials in my backpack, but I immediately thought of asking Master for help.
I silently said, “Master, please help me.” Before we entered the security room, a middle-aged woman came from my left, smiled, and said, “Don’t worry! I’ll take you.” She pointed in the direction of the exit of the community. When the security guard saw her his face changed, and his head drooped. He said, “You can go.” I was relieved, and I hurried a few steps forward, and when I looked back at the woman, I couldn’t even see a human figure. How could she disappear so quickly? I realized it was Master’s Fashen. As I walked to the gate, I just missed the police who received a report about me.
I became depressed for a while and felt that it was so difficult to awaken people. In my dream that night, Master enlightened me to be compassionate. He showed me what it means to be compassionate, which is difficult to describe in human language.
I was arrested and taken to the police station four times, but the tribulations were resolved by Master.
A practitioner’s house was raided, but I didn’t know about it, so I went to his house and was implicated. Since it was the first time I was arrested, I was scared, nervous, and at a loss, but I had the Fa in my heart. I kept asking Master to resolve the tribulation, and I sent righteous thoughts to eradicate the evil factors in other dimensions. Hours passed but they had no intention of releasing me.
I realized I had an attachment, so I didn’t think about anything. I placed everything in Master’s hands. I wouldn’t betray Master or fellow practitioners! My heart calmed down, and I was no longer afraid. Then the police released me. I knew Master was strengthening my righteous thoughts.
The second time, I was passing out materials with fellow practitioners, and we were reported and arrested. The police ransacked our homes and took many materials. Because I refused to cooperate, I was forcibly carried into a police car by several policemen. As they carried me, I kept shouting, “Falun Dafa is good! Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good! Master, save me!” There were many onlookers. The police laughed at me and said, “Your Master can’t save you! We are taking you to the station.” I said Master has the final say. The other practitioners and I did not cooperate with the police. The police asked for instructions from higher-level authorities, and finally, the city-level leaders decided to release us. We returned home seven hours later.
The third and fourth times, I was reported when I was posting information about Falun Dafa, and the police tracked me through cameras. I was arrested and taken to the police station. But under the merciful protection of Master I walked out of the station a few hours later.
Cultivation is precious. We should cherish Master’s compassionate protection. Without it we cannot clarify the truth, and even our own safety cannot be guaranteed. Everything depends on Master’s blessing. It really is as Master said: “Cultivation depends on one’s own efforts, while the transformation of gong is done by one’s Master.” (Lecture One, Zhuan Falun)!
It’s difficult to describe Master’s compassion for all sentient beings and the depth of our gratitude for him! Great Master and the great Fa are just around the corner. Please cherish this era when people and the divine are living together, and don’t miss this eternal opportunity!