(Minghui.org) Before I began practicing Falun Dafa in 1996, I was so miserable that I no longer wanted to live. I’d like to tell you how Falun Dafa gave me a new life.
Pain and Hopelessness
I worked at a retail store in the countryside when I was young. It’s very cold in Northeast China and the only source of heat was a small coal stove. I had to stand on the cold brick floor all day, every day. My legs were always cold, even when I went to sleep. Within five years I was diagnosed with rheumatoid arthritis.
One month after I had a baby I visited my mother-in-law who was paralyzed. My hands went numb as soon as they touched the freezing cold water while I prepared pickled cabbage. I should have stopped but I kept working until I finished chopping all the cabbage. My hands began to ache the following day and my fingers and the joints in hands swelled. Afterwards, my hands and legs ached whenever it rained—I could predict rain even more accurately than the weather forecaster. When I went to bed I had to rub my hands until they were numb—otherwise I could not fall asleep. Sometime the pain woke me up in the middle of night.
My husband was two years younger than I and he was not considerate. I had to do many things but he refused to help me. By the time my child was three I had chronic breathing problems—I had to remain calm when I became angry, happy or exhausted; otherwise I spit up blood. I was found to have anemia and low blood sugar, but my husband didn’t care. I did not tell my parents because I didn’t want them to worry about me. I was so depressed that I sometimes wished I could die.
I Begin Practicing Falun Dafa
My neighbor Chen told me about Falun Dafa and said, “My friend’s illnesses were resolved after she practiced Falun Dafa for a few days. The tumor in my uterus disappeared after I did the exercises. Do you want to try practicing?”
I was not interested. Even if my illnesses were gone, what was the point of living such a miserable life? My child was already four, and I hoped to die when he was older.
Two days later, Chen brought me the book, Falun Gong. I did not read it, but my husband did that night. The next morning he went to the local practice site and learned how to do the exercises. He also bought other Dafa books. I was curious and I began to read the book. I was so touched by the contents that I wanted to cry.
Interestingly, every time I read two pages of the book I dozed off and had a fever. I later realized Master Li (Falun Dafa’s founder) was cleansing my body and eliminating my karma. I was concerned that my work would be affected, so I asked Master, “Master, my workplace is understaffed. Can I still go to work during the day and get the fever at night?”
I had a fever for seven nights straight but I was fine during the day. I felt this was amazing and I decided to continue practicing. One day, my husband saw Falun flying into my body. “You have a predestined relationship with Dafa. Let’s both practice,” he said. I agreed.
I wanted to learn the movements for the fifth exercise (the meditation). As soon as I closed my eyes, I saw Master come down from the portrait and he corrected my movements. This happened several times, and I was very happy.
Within one month, most of my illnesses were gone and I felt relaxed. When the symptoms of rheumatoid arthritis and blood spitting occurred a few times I knew my body was being cleansed and my karma was being eliminated. I was not worried and all my illness symptoms soon disappeared. I was very grateful to Master and Falun Dafa.
Determined Despite the Persecution
The Chinese Communist Party (CCP) began to suppress Falun Dafa in July 1999. Because I benefited so much from practicing I went to Beijing three times to appeal. I was sent to labor camps twice. I still had strong selfishness and these tribulations showed me that I needed to improve my cultivation. With Master’s help, I was able to do better and I passed these tests.
A neighborhood administrator came to visit me but I was not home. I went to her home. I told her and her husband what Falun Dafa is and how practicing improved my health and my character. I also explained why one should support Dafa instead of participating in the persecution. Because I had compassion for them Master gave me wisdom and courage, and I was able to answer the administrator’s questions. She understood the persecution was wrong and she stopped harassing me.
Conversations With Police and Security Officers
A police officer and a security officer came to my workplace but I was there. So they drove to my home in a police van, but my husband did not open the door. When I came home, my husband said they just left. I returned to work and called Zhang, the security officer, and he confirmed he had been to my home. I told him a story about what happened the previous winter.
Because of the heavy snowfall, there was a big pile in front of the residential building entrance about two meters high. Thinking it might prevent employees who lived in the building from going to work, I got up around 4 a.m. to clear the snow. When the property manager saw me at 8 o’clock, he said, “Thank you for doing this! Otherwise, the people who live here could not go to work.” He even offered to contact the local newspaper so they could publish a report on my good deeds. When I told him I did it because I was a Falun Dafa practitioner, he said he understood.
Zhang quietly listened. I then explained how practicing Falun Dafa improved my mind and body. I also offered to meet him and the other officers at the retirement office. But, I had three requests: first no police van or police uniform; second, no video or audio recording; third, no more than three officers. Zhang agreed.
I knew this was a good opportunity to tell these officers the facts about Dafa. However, my mind went blank just before I entered the office. I felt this was interference, so I asked Master for help.
I asked them to sit on the couch while I sat in the chair by the desk. Looking at them with compassion, I sent forth righteous thoughts and I began to talk.
I said I understood they visited me because they were pressured by their superiors, so I wanted to tell them about my experiences after I began practicing Falun Dafa and and I encouraged them to ask questions. I said my life used to be miserable, but I experienced many positive changes after I began practicing. I explained how Falun Dafa benefits my family and society. I also talked about the CCP’s propaganda that defames Falun Dafa—for example the staged Tiananmen Square Self-Immolation Incident in 2001. I also pointed out that, after almost every political campaign, the CCP punishes some key perpetrators and uses them as scapegoats to ease public anger.
We talked for about 80 minutes. My tone was calm and the topics I covered were comprehensive. They did not interrupt me. In the end, they shook my hand and left. They never came back. I heard from other practitioners that local officers became more supportive of practitioners.
Looking back at this incident, I knew Master helped me by eliminating my negative thoughts—including my fear. He gave me wisdom and courage. I was touched by Master’s compassion. Thank you Master for everything.
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