(Minghui.org) As I look back on the 30 years I have walked this path of practice, I recall the joy of first obtaining the Fa, the perseverance during times of tribulation, and the happiness that Dafa brings me and all sentient beings. Here I would like to share a miracle that happened shortly after I started practicing.
I was an atheist before obtaining the Fa, and feeble from a young age. My education had instilled a sense of arrogant self-importance, leading me to have no faith in the existence of divine beings. Whenever anyone spoke of such things, I would immediately dismiss them as being mentally ill.
In 1996, my older sister, who lived in a distant provincial city, called to tell me that she had begun practicing Falun Gong. She said her gastritis had been cured, as well as the severe physical weakness she had suffered from since her twins were born. However, I paid no attention at the time and missed this precious opportunity to obtain the Fa.
In early October that same year, my husband and I had a violent altercation when I realized he was having an affair. He beat me with his metal belt buckle, striking me in the head more than 20 times. I was about to lose consciousness, but fortunately his classmate called at that moment, and the assault stopped. I was left with a brain injury and cerebro-spinal fluid buildup.
I felt the marriage was irretrievable and decided to get a divorce. The next day, I took a bus to my parents’ village to recuperate. My parents have six children, and my grandmother also lives with my parents. My father is a medical doctor, my older sister is a teacher, and my older brother works at the County Procuratorate. Consequently, my family holds considerable influence within the local community. By then, my grandmother, mother, older brother, older sister, brother-in-law, and their twin daughters were all practicing Falun Gong.
When I arrived there, my forehead and eyes were swollen. My mother was truly pained to see me like that, but she did not agree with my view on divorce. I stayed at my parents’ home for three days. During that time, more than 10 people came over every day to study the Fa, as their home was the only practice site in the village.
My mother tried to persuade me to cultivate, saying, “How full of suffering is a human life! You should practice Falun Gong. Just look at Shakyamuni and Jesus—their realms of being transcended the human level; that is why people revere them as gods and Buddhas. It isn’t superstitious in the slightest.” But when my mother brought up the subject of deities, I became more agitated and replied, “That’s all just crazy talk—I wouldn’t practice it.”
My mother said that her current ability to care for our large extended family was entirely thanks to Falun Dafa. Before she began practicing, she had been paralyzed following surgery for spinal tuberculosis, and was bedridden for six months. It was only after my older sister encouraged her to take up Falun Gong that a miracle occurred. After she started practicing, my mother had not only regained the ability to get out of bed and walk, but she was also able to do farm work and household chores.
I looked at the portrait of Master hanging on the wall of my mother’s room, as well as the two Falun emblems inscribed with “Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance” and “The Law Wheel Forever Turns,” and also the illustrations of the exercise movements. For some unknown reason, I changed my mind and said, “Alright then.” I thus began reading the precious book Zhuan Falun.
Three days later, my father took me back home to the county town. Looking back, I realized that Master had intervened and protected me during that incident of domestic violence, otherwise I would have lost my life.
A few months later, before the Chinese New Year in February 1997, I went with fellow practitioners from the county town to my parents’ village to promote Falun Gong. After the event finished, it was two days before Chinese New Year, so I went to my parents’ house, and my husband and our child joined me the following day to celebrate the New Year together with the whole family.
In previous years, due to my poor health, my mother did all the cooking. Now that I practiced Falun Gong, my chronic conditions had all cleared up, including enteritis, arthritis, heart disease, and insomnia. Moreover, my relationship with my husband had been restored. This time, I helped my mother with doing a thorough deep clean, washing clothes and blankets, and shopping for New Year’s supplies. I didn’t feel fatigued at all.
On the day of New Year’s eve, I cooked lunch for the family. While eating, I suddenly felt cold and had a slight headache. I told my mother I felt unwell, and lay down on the bed in my grandmother’s room. By evening, my head was throbbing with excruciating pain like it was about to split open, and both sides of my face stung as if the skin were being scraped. Knowing that this was the process of karma elimination, I endured it. The pain was so intense that I barely slept all night.
The next day, my head still hurt just as badly, and also my teeth ached, my ears throbbed, and my nose kept running. Seeing me in such a state, my father fetched some medication and prepared to administer an IV drip. I managed to utter a few words, assuring him that I was fine. As I wouldn’t listen to his advice, my father scolded me and stormed off angrily. By the afternoon, the pain had become even more severe.
Just then, to help me forbear, Master opened my celestial eye, and allowed me to witness how karma and virtue transform into one another. I saw a mixture of black and white substances resembling marbled chocolate moving across my face. That night, once again, I did not sleep at all. The pain was so intense that I could not help but moan. I clutched my head, grimacing in agony as I struggled to bear it, alternating between sitting up and lying down. Whenever it became truly unbearable, I would get out of bed and walk around.
On the morning of the third day, my mother came into the room to check on me. I threw my arms around her and burst into tears, pleading, “Please help me get a little sleep—I really can’t take any more.” My mother hugged me and said, “Just hold on a little while longer.” Then she went off to make breakfast. My father came in again to urge me to take the medication and get an injection. I shouted loudly that I didn’t need his interference. My father replied that if I kept refusing medication, I would die. He then proceeded to berate my mother as well, blaming her for allowing me to practice Falun Gong.
My father turned and left, and I lay back down on grandma’s bed. At that moment, I saw Master’s portrait on the wall radiating with brilliant light and Master was speaking. Master’s portrait had come to life!
I exclaimed, “Master’s image has manifested! Mom, come look!” At that moment, grandma also witnessed this miraculous scene; she stood there with her mouth agape in astonishment, while I wept like a child. I knew that Master was encouraging me by showing me that he is a true Buddha, and giving me the confidence to persevere in eliminating my karma.
During this purification, my gums became infected, my ears discharged pus, and accumulated fluid drained from my head through my nostrils—a process that consumed eleven rolls of toilet paper. From then on, my hydrocephalus was completely cleared. My gratitude toward Master is truly beyond the power of human language.
Thirty years have passed since then. I am sharing this experience with those who are destined to read it: Falun Dafa is the great law of the universe, and Master Li has come to offer salvation to sentient beings. Cherish this opportunity of the ages! I sincerely urge those with a predestined relationship to remember that “Falun Dafa is good” and “Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good.” Withdraw from the Chinese Communist Party and its affiliated organizations—the Youth League and the Young Pioneers—to secure your safety and well-being!
(Selected submission in celebration of 2026 World Falun Dafa Day on Minghui.org)
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