(Minghui.org) I began practicing Falun Dafa (also called Falun Gong) in 2014. I understand the great importance of the mission Dafa disciples have undertaken. I also realize that everyone we meet in life, even those who merely pass us by, is someone Master has arranged for us to help save. We should do our best to clarify the truth about Falun Dafa to them so that Master can save them.
In 2016, I participated in efforts to secure the release of several practitioners in our area who had been arrested. Due to my attachments to competitiveness, jealousy, a desire to show off, and resentment, I was arrested by the captain of the Domestic Security Division and 20 police officers. They ransacked my home looking for Dafa-related items.
I was interrogated for nearly 10 hours but refused to cooperate. They tried to intimidate me and, against my will, took photographs of me and collected my fingerprints and footprints. Then they took me to a hospital for blood tests and a physical exam before admitting me to a detention center.
When they took me to prison, I refused to put on the uniform. I told a female officer, who later became one of the deputy supervisors of the ward, “I practice Falun Gong and have committed no crime. I used to have cancer that spread throughout my body and was simply waiting to die. But after I began practicing Falun Gong, I recovered.” She did not believe me and summoned several inmates to put the prison uniform on me by force.
I went on a hunger strike to protest the treatment and went an entire week without a single drop of water. Eight days later, I was shackled and taken to a psychiatric hospital to be force-fed. Several officers, prison medics, and doctors held me down while a plastic tube was inserted up into my nostril and pushed down to my stomach. I struggled to breathe and felt an overwhelming urge to vomit. After the feeding was completed, they handcuffed me behind my back and refused to remove the tube, saying they intended to use it for the next feeding. This showed the other inmates just how ruthless the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) is.
Once I calmed down, I began reciting the Fa and sent righteous thoughts. I was kind to everyone, told them about Falun Dafa and the persecution, and urged them to withdraw from the CCP and its affiliated organizations. With Master’s compassionate blessing, every single person I met there agreed to quit.
When new inmates arrived, I helped them, and they were touched by my selfless assistance. They wondered, “Why is such a good person in here?”
When they found out I had been incarcerated for practicing Falun Dafa, they said, “We ended up here because of money. You are here for a belief. Is it really worth it?” I replied, “We have done nothing wrong.”
A drug offender told the guard that I had been talking about Falun Dafa. The guard told me to stop. I remained calm and thought to myself, “I am a Dafa disciple doing Master has asked us to do to save sentient beings. Nobody can interfere.”
One drug dealer contemplated ending her life. I shared the truth about Falun Gong with her. She was very open to it and would come to see me to learn more. One day, she asked, “Have I committed so many bad deeds that I am now facing karmic retribution?” She had long believed she would be executed because of the massive quantity of drugs she had trafficked.
I replied, “If you acknowledge your wrongdoing and sincerely repent to the divine, your life can be redeemed.”
She said, “If I could live my life over, I certainly would not have chosen this path. If the opportunity arises, I would like to practice Falun Gong. Every day I recite ‘Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good.’”
Once, after I returned from an interrogation, she asked if they had verbally abused me. I replied, “I was busy telling them the truth.” Someone overheard us and said, “Stop talking about Falun Gong.”
The drug dealer responded, “Why should she? She absolutely should tell us what happened. She has done nothing wrong.”
She was released on bail not long after that.
One young woman had been sentenced to 10 years in prison for drug trafficking. I spoke to her several times about Falun Dafa and urged her to withdraw from the CCP and its affiliated organizations, but she remained indifferent to what I said. One day, we were cleaning the cell and hosing down the floor. In a corner, I spotted a tiny ant struggling desperately to escape the approaching water. I gently picked up the ant and moved it to a safe spot. As I looked up, I saw the young woman and the inmate in charge of the cell standing in front of me. Watching the ant scurry away, she asked what I was doing. For the first time, a rare smile appeared on her face.
A small act of kindness by a Dafa disciple touched this young woman’s cold heart. She later listened as I talked about the practice and agreed to quit CCP. On the day of my trial, she insisted on styling my hair. She tied it back in a ponytail and said, “This makes you look both spirited and beautiful. Go and face them just like this.” Many inmates were hoping for a favorable outcome for me, including the supervising prison guard. The young lady was later granted a retrial.
Category: Cultivation Insights
