(Minghui.org) I’m 59 years old and own a small business. Many members of my family practice Falun Dafa. After my mother began practicing in 1997, all of her ailments, caused by years of hard labor, disappeared. She no longer needed cupping therapy or acupuncture, nor did she ask her children to massage her back, legs, and arms. Although there was plenty of farm work to do, she always had abundant energy. We no longer heard her sighing, complaining of pain, or saying she was exhausted. She also became more patient and gentle with her children. Our entire family lived together harmoniously and enjoyed a happy life.
My mother was the oldest of eight siblings. She never attended school and was illiterate. After she began practicing cultivation, she realized how precious Falun Dafa is. Within just a few months, she was able to read Zhuan Falunfluently. She also memorized On Dafa and practiced the exercises every day.
My mother and my father, who does not practice Falun Dafa, were pulling a flatbed handcart to the city to buy furniture. On their way home, they were struck by a truck. After the truck came to a stop, my mother crawled out from underneath it. She was nearly 70 years old at the time, yet the only injury she sustained was a minor scrape on her left heel. The driver was terrified, but my mother comforted him, “I’m fine. I practice Falun Dafa, so I always think of others first. I don’t want to cause you any trouble. You may go.”
She brushed the dirt from her clothes, and she and my father continued pulling the cart home.
My father later recounted the accident to me. With tears streaming down his face, he said, “It’s only because your mother practices Dafa and has Master Li’s protection that she survived!”
Whenever my mother talks about it, she also cannot hold back her tears. She’s deeply grateful to Master for saving her life and repaying a karmic debt on her behalf. She often says, “As long as one’s heart is righteous and one’s thoughts are righteous, Master will protect us.”
My second aunt, who is a practitioner, volunteered to take her husband’s place to sweep the road. While she was cleaning a guardrail, a truck hit her and threw her more than 10 meters before she landed on the ground.
She was rushed to a hospital and remained unconscious for two days and three nights. As soon as she regained consciousness, she insisted on being discharged, “Master is protecting me. I want to go home. There’s no need to spend any more money!”
Her children disagreed and insisted that she remain hospitalized for 20 additional days. After returning home, she devoted herself to studying the Fa and practicing the exercises, and she recovered quickly. I witnessed the outcome of both of these events.
My mother was aware of my poor health and knew how much I suffered. She often encouraged me, “Wouldn’t it be wonderful if you practiced the exercises? Once you’re healthy, you can save the money you used to spend on doctor visits and treat yourself to some good food. Medicine is bitter, injections are painful, but practicing meditation is so comfortable.” After she repeatedly said this, I began to think she was right.
I visited my fourth aunt, who also practices Falun Dafa. While there, I read Master’s Lecture Given at the Conference in Sydney and felt I finally found what I had been searching for. On another occasion, I visited my fourth aunt on my mother’s side while her Fa study group was reading Zhuan Falun. She said, “Why don’t you join us?” She didn’t treat me as an outsider.
That simple invitation strengthened my determination to study the Fa. As I read, I was deeply moved. Afterward, I said, “This book is so wonderful! Why didn’t you tell me about it sooner? Then again, it’s really my own fault for not listening to my mother earlier.” She smiled, “Then start reading it from now on!”
The Joy of Starting Cultivation Practice
I took a copy of Zhuan Falun home with me. Instead of going to sleep, I read the entire book. Dafa illuminated my heart, and I was filled with indescribable joy. The feeling of knowing that I now had a Master and his protection was beyond words. I forgot about sleeping or taking medicine. I just wanted to learn the exercises as quickly as possible.
I’d been frail and sickly since childhood and, after I got married, my health became even worse. As far back as I can remember, I suffered from chronic rhinitis and pharyngitis. My nose was always congested, so I had to breathe through my mouth. During the summer, my nose sometimes flowed continuously. There were very few days when I felt comfortable.
While practicing the second Dafa exercise and holding the wheel in front of my head, I suddenly felt my nasal passages open with a “whoosh.” My chronic rhinitis was miraculously gone, just that!
I also suffered from chronic pharyngitis for many years. At its worst, even drinking water felt like swallowing knives. Shortly after I began practicing, I repeatedly felt phlegm rise from my throat. There was no pain or discomfort. This continued for about 20 days, then my pharyngitis completely disappeared.
Whenever I ate starchy foods, such as pancakes or sweet potatoes, I would have severe acid reflux. The burning sensation was so strong that it brought tears to my eyes. I was also plagued by stomach pain, discomfort in my esophagus, an overactive bladder, and lower back pain. Within a month of practicing the exercises, all of these illnesses also disappeared.
None of these illnesses returned. I truly know what it means to be free of sickness. I walk with ease and I can climb many flights of stairs without becoming tired. Every day feels as sweet as honey. I go to work and take care of my household with a cheerful heart. My husband and children were amazed by the transformation.
Three months after I began practicing Falun Dafa, the Chinese Communist Party launched its persecution of the practice on July 20, 1999. I knew that Dafa is good, that Master teaches people to be better individuals, and that the practice has brought remarkable health benefits to countless people. Remaining firm in my belief, I traveled to Beijing to appeal for the right to practice Dafa. At Tiananmen Square, plainclothes police detained me and took me to the Weifang Liaison Office in Beijing.
The other practitioners were all sitting on the floor with their legs crossed. At that time, however, I still could not sit in the full-lotus position properly. A practitioner sitting beside me encouraged me to try, but I said I still couldn’t do it. She smiled, “Now that you’re here, you’ll be able to. Just give it a try.”
Without hesitation, I placed my right leg up first. Then, as I lifted my left leg on top, it rose effortlessly and settled into the full-lotus position. There was no pain and no difficulty at all. I remained comfortably seated that way for quite a long time. From that day on, I overcame my leg stiffness. It was one of the many improvements I experienced during my first trip to Beijing to validate the Fa. Being together with other practitioners helped me improve quickly, and I gained a great deal from the experience.
More than 20 years ago, I rode my electric bicycle to Zhejiang Province to purchase merchandise. While traveling in the bicycle lane, a young man driving a small flatbed truck suddenly swerved into my lane and cut in front of me. I lost control and both me and my bicycle fell. My head struck the rear of his truck, and I was stunned. Although my head hurt badly, my mind was clear.
By the time I gathered myself, the man had already called the police, and an ambulance soon arrived. His mother also came to the scene. I had a single thought: “Master is taking care of me. I’ll be fine.” When I touched my head, I discovered a large bump. Both the man and his mother insisted that I go to the hospital for an examination. I told them, “There’s no need. I’m fine, and I won’t hold you responsible.” However, they insisted.
On the way to the hospital, I asked Master for help. I recalled what he said in Zhuan Falun about how practitioners should respond when faced with an accident. To put them at ease, I said, “I practice Falun Dafa, my Master is protecting me, and I’m not in any danger. I’ll be fine after a few days of rest, and I won’t hold you responsible.”
I underwent a CT scan and an electroencephalogram (EEG). The examination showed that I had no serious injuries, and the doctor prescribed several medications. The driver and his mother urged me to take them, as they were relieved that the outcome had not been worse. However, I firmly declined and did not allow them to incur any more expenses.
Deeply moved, the man’s mother exclaimed, “We’ve truly met a good person!”She then asked if I would accompany her to the traffic police office so her son’s driver’s license could be returned. I agreed without hesitation.
At the traffic police office, the officer handling the accident asked me what compensation or conditions I wanted. Because I still had fear at the time, I did not clarify the facts about Dafa to the officer. I simply said, “Please remind the young man to drive more carefully in the future” and signed the accident settlement form.
As we left the office, the man and his mother were so grateful that they tried to kneel down before me. I quickly helped them up and said, “Please don’t do that. If you want to thank someone, thank Master and Falun Dafa.” They repeatedly said, “Thank you, Master of Falun Dafa! Thank you, Master of Falun Dafa!”
I explained the facts about Falun Dafa and the persecution in greater detail and encouraged them to remember, “Falun Dafa is good; Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good.” (At that time, practitioners had not yet begun encouraging people to withdraw from the Chinese Communist Party and its affiliated organizations.)
Although I was still in pain, I continued on to the market. After returning home, I went back to work as usual and diligently studied the Fa and practiced the exercises. Within a few days, all of the pain had completely disappeared.
Over the past 27 years of cultivation practice, our family witnessed countless remarkable experiences. During last Chinese New Year, I visited my second aunt. She’s now 73 years old. She cultivates diligently and never slacks off in doing the three things. She is strong and agile, and continues doing manual labor to earn an income.
Her husband, however, suffers from asthma. I told him, “If you say ‛Falun Dafa is good; Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good,’ it will help you. Just look at my aunt. Even at her age, after surviving that traffic accident, she’s healthier than ever and is still able to work.” He nodded repeatedly, “Yes, yes, I’ll recite it. I will. Falun Dafa truly is good!”
