(Minghui.org) I was fortunate to begin practicing Falun Dafa in 1998. At that time, I practiced the exercises more than I studied the Fa. Once, while meditating, I opened my eyes and saw Master sitting cross-legged in the sky, wearing a kasaya, with a pot of fire burning below. At the time, I didn’t think much of this scene, but now I know that Master endured so much for me. Thank you, Master!
I’d like to tell you about my cultivation experiences and I hope that we can return to the pure committment we had when we first started to practice. If there’s anything inappropriate in my sharing, please kindly point it out.
Letting Go of Resentment and Hatred
When I first started to practice Dafa, I watched the video of Master’s lectures in Guangzhou. When the video started and I saw Master, I felt that I’d seen him somewhere before, but I couldn’t place where. I loved listening to Master; every sentence resonated deeply with me. I learned that all the hardships I had endured were due to my karma, and I realized I must have accumulated many grudges and debts over countless lifetimes!
Before I practiced Dafa, I often argued with my mother-in-law, and I hated her intensely. My husband worked in another city, and my child was still young. She didn’t help with anything, and she often spoke ill of me, frequently making veiled insults. We shared the same courtyard; and when I was eight months pregnant, she separated their household from ours and made me pay off over 10,000 yuan in debt. That was in 1994 when I earned very little, yet I still had to pay my mother-in-law’s family every month.
After I started practicing Dafa, I no longer hated my mother-in-law. I knew that those issues were debts I owed her from a past life. I let them go and treated her kindly. This wonderful Falun Dafa is beneficial to both families and society in every way.
With Unwavering Righteous Thoughts, Miracles Can Occur
After the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) started persecuting Dafa, I was taken to the local police station for questioning. The police chief asked me, “Do you still practice? If you say yes, we’ll send you to the detention center; if you say no, we’ll let you go home.” I said, “Why wouldn’t I practice something so good?” They took me to the police department and made me wait there. There were other practitioners there who had also been questioned. I kept hearing music. I asked another practitioner if she heard it, and she said she didn’t hear anything. She said, “Who would be playing music here?” They later took us to the detention center. I kept hearing music and I realized that my celestial hearing opened.
At the detention center, they played videos that criticized Dafa. I said they were fake and I refused to watch them. Every night, when it was quiet, I heard the sound of a wooden fish drum (a wooden ritual instrument shaped like a fish that Buddhist monks and nuns use as they chant sutras and collect alms). Then I woke up the other practitioners and we practiced the exercises together. After we did them for several days, a guard saw us practicing and came in. He asked one of the practitioners, “Are you still practicing here?” Afterwards, he said some harsh things. The practitioner didn’t say anything, but I said, “We are practitioners, why wouldn’t we practice?” When he heard me speak up for the practitioner, the guard got angry and said, “So, you want to take someone down with you when you die?” He handcuffed me to a small tree and forced me to kneel.
At that moment, I thought that I only kneel for Master, and I had done nothing wrong. Then I recalled “Tempering One’s Heart and Will” (Hong Yin) It was in November, and the weather was foggy, so I couldn’t see far. I just kept reciting poems I recalled from Hong Yin. I didn’t know how long I was handcuffed there, but I didn’t feel cold. Just as they unlocked the handcuffs and were letting me go back, a golden light shone brightly on the door of my cell. As I followed the golden light, I heard the sound of gongs and drums. I knew Master encouraging and watching over me. Thank you, Master!
Facing Pressure Without Fear of Death
Master watches over us every moment. A guard once hit my back hard with a belt, but it didn’t hurt. At that time, I didn’t know it was Master protecting me and he bore the blow for me. Master is so compassionate, and endures so much for us!
The labor camp wouldn’t let us go home, so we went on a hunger strike in protest. Seeing that we wouldn’t get out of bed, they were afraid something would happen to us. So they reported it to their superiors. Then the police stations in various townships took us back to the township government. They found me a room, and people from the township took turns watching me and trying to brainwash me. I told them about the beauty of Dafa and how Dafa teaches us to be good people. They couldn’t transform me, so they had my husband visit me. My husband said that our child’s leg had been broken when he was hit by a car, and that I could only be released if I stop practicing Falun Dafa. I knew with Master watching over the child, nothing would happen. When I got out less than a month later I learned that nothing happened to my child. Thank you, compassionate Master!
To help people understand the truth about Dafa and the persecution, and prevent them from committing crimes against Dafa, I went to a practitioner’s home every week to pick up truth-clarification materials to distribute and post. During the day, I took my child with me to distribute them in my village and then I went to other villages to distribute them. At night, I used flour paste to post the the materials by myself. Summer was fine, but it was so cold in winter that the brush froze. I dipped my hands in the paste, spread it on the paper, and posted it. Although my hands were freezing, I was very happy to find a way to post the materials.
Overcoming Difficulties and Forging Ahead
My husband works in a big city and moved our family there. Our children were in school, and I did not work. I didn’t know any practitioners there or have access to truth-clarification materials, so I was very anxious. So I took a three-hour bus ride back to my hometown to study the Fa and get truth-clarification materials from practitioners. I went and returned the same day, eating only one meal a day, and I did this for several years.
Then, a practitioner suggested that I buy a computer. I didn’t know how to use it, so I traveled long distances to learn how to use it from other practitioners. They patiently taught me, but I couldn’t remember how to use it once I got home. Then I figured it out on my own, and now I can go online and download things smoothly. I also helped other practitioners to access the Internet to download materials and listen to practitioners’ experience-sharing articles on Minghui radio. I am grateful to the other practitioners for their selfless help.
I’ve now met local practitioners and joined a Fa-study group in this city. I’ve enlightened to many things in this group, and we are improving as one body. I’m truly assimilating to Dafa; when conflicts arise, I look inward, knowing I need to cultivate my own heart. I think of others first in everything I do, which is further broadening my heart. I know Master is helping me. Thank you, Master, for your compassionate protection. Thank you, fellow practitioners, for your selfless help and dedication.
I am grateful that Master is always by my side. With the help of other practitioners, I and a local practitioner recently formed a new Fa-study group. We are diligently cultivating together and improving rapidly. I go out every day to clarify the truth. I am happy even if only one person withdraws from the CCP, because it is Master who is saving people. It is all Master who is doing it. From now on, I will study the Fa with a calm mind, send forth righteous thoughts more often, save more people, fulfill my vows, and put Master at ease.
