(Minghui.org) I am in my 50s, and have practiced Falun Dafa (Falun Gong) for over 20 years. Under Master’s compassionate protection, I have made it through to today. I would like to share about my ordinary yet extraordinary cultivation journey to demonstrate Master’s greatness and Dafa’s magnificence.
Start Practicing Dafa
With encouragement from my sister, I started watching Master’s Fa teachings on video in 1996, but did not finish because I was too preoccupied with running our business.
I had a weak constitution since childhood, and became plagued with all kinds of illnesses after I got married, including a slipped disc, sciatica, pulmonary tuberculosis, gynecological disorders, frontal sinusitis, leg pain, and coldness in my right forearm.
A large portion of our salaries was spent every month on my treatment, and there were medicine bottles all over the house. Also, there was a longstanding conflict with my in-laws, and I often got very upset, which made my ailments even worse. As time went by, I didn’t even have the strength to talk much.
My sister often told me about the beauty of Falun Gong, and encouraged me to start practicing. In the fall of 2004, my chronic illnesses relapsed, and I could not get out of bed. My husband did not have time to take care of me because he had to look after our business. I was home alone and felt bitter about the situation.
I thought that I might as well learn Falun Dafa, so I slowly got out of bed and started doing the fourth exercise. But it felt painful, and I stopped before finishing. Just as I lay down to rest, my bones made a cracking sound, and the pain went away instantly. I got out of bed again and walked a few steps to check what had happened. Amazingly, my body had returned to normal, and I was so excited!
Seeing my magical recovery, my husband started reading Zhuan Falun. When he finished Lecture Seven, he stopped smoking and drinking. He used to claim that these habits were part of being a real man, but he was on the verge of having alcohol poisoning and couldn’t sleep without a drink. Later, we studied the Fa every night. After Fa study, as soon as he went to bed, he fell asleep right away, which had never happened before.
Persisting Through the Persecution
On the morning of February 2, 2009, a group of plainclothes policemen broke into our home, and illegally arrested us. They confiscated our computer and printer, as well as some cash. I refused to cooperate with them. Many people gathered around, watching. I said to them, “Please remember Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good!”
When the police interrogated me, I told them, “I can’t tell you anything, lest I betray fellow practitioners.” They wanted me to sign a guarantee statement, but I refused. Then they started shocking me with an electric baton. My body was shaking, but I did not feel any pain. I knew Master was bearing the suffering for me. One of the officers said the baton had run out of power, and when he picked up another baton, that one was out of power too.
They threatened me and said that they would throw me into the cremation chamber. I felt afraid, but then I remembered Master’s words: “With Master and the Way by my side, what is there to fear?” (“Lecture Given at the Conference in Sydney”)
I decided to hand everything over to Master, so I closed my eyes and ignored them. That evening, a female officer, who had spoken offensively to me during the day, had a stomachache and asked, “Are you sending forth righteous thoughts?” I ignored her too.
The next day, my husband was sent to the local detention center, and I was moved to the city detention center. When I first went into the cell, a detainee asked why I was there. I answered, “I practice Falun Dafa.” They all laughed.
Then two people came over and said, “We are fellow practitioners.” I started crying as they really were my fellow practitioners. They asked about my case, and one of them said, “You can get out.”
During my detention, the County Domestic Security Team lead twice requested that I sign a guarantee not to practice Falun Gong, but I refused. Seeing my persistence, he sent three former practitioners from Shijiazhong City to try to transform me. When the collaborators started cursing me, I would recite On Dafa. Then I said, “Stop doing this. It isn’t good for you. You all have benefited from practicing Dafa.” Their threats and coercion had no effect on me.
I dreamed several times that I went back home and was released after 40 days. However, my husband was sentenced to six years in prison.
After I returned home, the police often harassed me, especially during the Chinese Communist Party’s (CCP) sensitive dates. They claimed I had been released on bail, but in my heart I fully denied their persecution.
One time, they came to my home and tried to force me to sign a repentance statement. They threatened to smash the windows and break in if I did not open the door. I said, “Go ahead, and let people see what you are up to.”
Every time, they would ask whether I was planning to go to Beijing to appeal for Falun Dafa. I just replied, “Isn’t Beijing a place people often visit? Why can others go there while I cannot?” Then they gave themselves a way out, saying that they bet I wouldn’t go, patted my shoulder, and left.
Once, the recently appointed community director came to my home and introduced herself. I said, “You people come to my home to harass me every day. Does it make a difference?”
She replied, “This is my first visit. I just wanted to say hello. I know I cannot change you.”
“No one can change me,” I replied.
Another time, when the police came to harass me, my neighbor told them, “They are good people.” Later, my neighbor said to me, “Don’t talk to them or provoke them. Let me handle it.”
When my husband was about to be released from prison, five people from the social governance office, local police station, neighborhood committee, and local agency came to my home. They requested that I sign a statement to stop practicing Falun Dafa, and threatened that my husband would not be released otherwise. I replied, “I won’t sign anything.” Seeing that I was unmoved, they were at a loss for words and left.
My husband finally returned home on February 3, 2014.
Saving Sentient Beings
Every day, I go out with fellow practitioners to clarify the truth. During the process, we cooperate with each other, and help each other on our missions.
One day, another practitioner offered a Dafa amulet to an older man who was resting, but he would not accept it. We started to leave, but I felt this was not right. I went back to the man, and said, “Brother, I’m here to tell you the truth.” The man invited me to sit down. I said, “I wish you good fortune.”
He replied, “I am in my 80s. I don’t care about life any more.”
I continued, “I hope you live to be 100. No matter how long a person lives, the final destinations are different for a good person and a bad one. A bad person will go to hell after death. You see, there are so many natural and man-made disasters nowadays to punish the bad people. Now there are problems like gutter oil, tainted milk powder, and toxic rice. On top of this, the CCP forces people to get fake vaccines. The corruption in people’s hearts today is caused by the poison of atheism.
“Good people will avoid those disasters. Only by quitting the CCP and its affiliated organizations can you void the poisonous vow of pledging your life to it when you joined.”
He asked me to help him quit the Young Pioneers, saying, “What you said makes sense.”
I responded, “Please remember that Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good.” He said he would.
Yesterday, I gave a Dafa amulet to a man who said he already had several at home. I asked, “Have you quit the CCP?” He said he hadn’t yet. I told him the truth about Dafa, and the evil nature of the CCP. He was a Party member and agreed to quit.
During the pandemic, the CCP forced everyone to get the fake vaccine. Local officials came to our home every day, looking for me and my husband. We left home and went to work in another city. The local police could not find us, so they went to my son’s company and tried to pressure him. My son told his boss, “They are my parents. What would you do if they were your parents?” His boss did not say much and left. My son knew that we are resolute in our faith. He said, “Mom, you and Dad haven’t needed to take any medications for over 20 years. It’s amazing! I support your practice.”
During the pandemic, I was listening to a recording of Master’s teachings at about 10 p.m., while my husband was doing the second exercise, the Falun Standing Stance. Suddenly, he fell over and passed out with an oculogyric crisis (acute eye spasm). I was terrified and begged for Master’s help. I kept shouting, “Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good.”
As I was reciting the phrases, he made a humming noise and woke up. It was a life-threatening experience, and he soiled his pants. But he still went to work at 4 a.m. the next day. My husband’s job involved delivering breakfast to customers, and sometimes he had to go up five or six flights of stairs to their homes. Yet he did not miss a single day of work. Master saved my husband.
Concluding Remarks
The Fa rectification is nearing the end. I want to study the Fa well, cultivate diligently, and help save more people. Some sentient beings seem difficult to approach when I tell them about Dafa. Now I understand that Master has arranged for me to meet each person, and they are predestined to learn the truth about Dafa, waiting to be saved.
Thank you, Master! Thank you, fellow practitioners!
