(Minghui.org) I began practicing Falun Dafa (Falun Gong) in 1995. Over the past 30 years of cultivation, I have been deeply touched by Master Li’s compassion and am sincerely grateful for his protection. In the past, whenever I thought about writing an experience-sharing article, my human notions interfered, and I didn’t follow through. I felt my cultivation was uneventful and that I was making very little progress—there was simply nothing worth sharing. I didn’t think I had any valuable insights to offer.
I’ve finally let go of the notions that were holding me back and picked up a pen to document my thoughts and what I have learned through my cultivation. I also want to express my enormous gratitude to Master for his compassionate salvation.
Complete Transformation After Dafa Cultivation
Master came to my area in 1994 and taught Falun Dafa to some local qigong enthusiasts. I thought it was just another qigong school, so I didn’t attend. I did, however, buy a copy of Zhuan Falun. One day, I overheard two co-workers who had attended the classes swear that Master is a real Buddha. I was astonished—no wonder they always talked about how wonderful Falun Dafa is. Finally convinced, I borrowed audio recordings of Master’s Fa lectures in Jinan City and started listening. Master’s words spoke directly to my soul, dispelling all my doubts and resolving many things that had baffled me in life. That’s when I officially began Dafa cultivation.
Soon afterward, I attended a local experience-sharing conference where many practitioners described their miraculous experiences and transformations, how they looked inward when they encountered problems, and how Dafa improved their moral character. I soaked it all in and found it inspiring. That night, I dreamed about a Falun in my lower abdomen, spinning like an electric fan.
Some time later, I had another dream in which two other people and I sat at a long table. Another person was singing a beautiful long-form poem, probably from the Tang Dynasty. I couldn’t remember any of the verses when I woke up, but I understood the main message: I endured great suffering in my past lives to attain the Fa in this life.
Before Dafa cultivation, I had many health problems. Even light chores, let alone grocery shopping, left me exhausted. I felt weak if I woke up early or went to bed very late. I had chronic rhinitis and excess phlegm. I had always been petty-minded, which led to a diagnosis of depression two years earlier. I was hot-tempered and had to get the upper hand in any conversation or argument.
After I began Dafa cultivation, however, my family, friends, and neighbors all said my temper had improved and that I was cheerful and approachable. I am healthier now than I was in my 20s and am always full of energy. I go to bed after sending righteous thoughts at midnight and wake up at 4 a.m. every day. Although I am busy all day, I never feel tired.
Dafa is truly extraordinary, and it has completely transformed me. Once, while studying the Fa, a stream of cold air suddenly burst from my left eye. Sometimes, while meditating, streams of cold air are released from the bottoms of my feet. When I endure pain in my legs while meditating, I feel as if my body is wrapped in a tornado, and a warm current moves through my entire body.
I also went through a period of at least six months when I couldn’t eat meat, just as Master mentioned in Zhuan Falun. Even the smell of meat became repulsive.
Validating the Fa at Tiananmen Square
After the Chinese Communist Party’s (CCP) suppression began in 1999, I traveled to Beijing to petition for my right to practice Falun Dafa. While there, about 50 practitioners from across China shared their cultivation experiences. We decided to go to Tiananmen Square the next day to validate the Fa. As soon as we made that decision, I felt Falun spinning rapidly on both of my palms and knew it was encouragement from Master.
I moved from place to place for a time to avoid persecution. While studying the Fa in a quiet room, fuchsia-colored Faluns appeared in the book. These extraordinary experiences proved to me that Dafa is not a myth but real. Miracles happen when a cultivator truly and solidly cultivates herself.
I went to my parents’ after I left Beijing. After hearing my story, my brother was deeply moved. My older sister couldn’t stop crying when she saw I was covered in bruises from police beatings. My sister has a heart of gold and has provided housing for many practitioners who were homeless over the years. My mother warned the entire family that no one should put any more pressure on me.
A relative once asked my father, “Would you just talk some sense into your youngest daughter so she’s not on the run all the time?” My father replied, “You and I could put our heads together, but we wouldn’t be as sensible as my daughter.”
My father once fell asleep while reading a Dafa book. In a dream, he saw a Taoist wielding a whisk who said, “Your youngest daughter has obtained the Fa. Now you’ll have to elevate yourself too.” My parents and siblings know that Dafa is good and are understanding and supportive of my cultivation. They provide me with a relaxed home environment despite the persecution.
Cultivating My Heart and Resolving Conflicts With My In-Laws
The biggest challenge I’ve faced so far in my cultivation has been my relationship with my husband’s mother and sister—it felt like trying to climb to heaven. For the longest time, I couldn’t let go of my resentment and disdain for my in-laws. My husband’s whole family liked to play mind games, and they mocked, insulted, and humiliated me, all of which I endured through gritted teeth.
I suffered humiliation and mental agony for years, yet harbored resentment and hatred. If I hadn’t cultivated in Dafa, I would have given up, completely cut them out of my life, and refused to tolerate it. Yet, cultivation is all about looking inward to examine oneself amid conflicts to improve.
The family got together for my father-in-law’s 80th birthday. My sister-in-law is the golden child and the center of my husband’s family. She is beautiful, confident, capable, and would never get the short end of the stick. Her daughter is equally beautiful and outstanding. We were seated at the same table at the birthday banquet. Trying to pick a fight, my sister-in-law parked herself in front of me, blocked my path, and hurled hostile remarks. Lowering my head and swallowing my pride, I carefully turned sideways and squeezed past her without saying a word.
Not wanting things to escalate, I tried to leave early, but my husband couldn’t get away. While I waited for him, my sister-in-law’s daughter grabbed my hair and yanked it, shouting, “How dare you treat my mother that way?” The first thing that came to mind was Master’s words about Han Xin’s great forbearance, so I told her quietly, “Go ahead and hit me.”
My sister-in-law was as shocked as I was—she didn’t expect her daughter to put her hands on me. A few relatives rushed over and pulled my niece away. The mother and daughter were upset with me because I subconsciously looked up when my sister-in-law stood up to leave the room, and the look I gave her rubbed her the wrong way. She thought I had glared at her on purpose and wanted to teach me a lesson. Her daughter, of course, stood up for her mother. My father-in-law later apologized for his daughter and granddaughter’s behavior. Nobody from my husband’s family had ever apologized to me before.
The following year, my niece’s wedding was approaching. Before the wedding, my sister-in-law called to ask me to help host the wedding party. I agreed without hesitation. When I arrived, my sister-in-law was friendly and chatted with me, but her daughter turned away and didn’t acknowledge me. Anyone else might think I was pathetic for being disrespected by a child like that. But as a cultivator, I looked at things differently.
My sister-in-law’s daughter had faced setbacks in all aspects of life and had been diagnosed with a mental disorder. My husband’s mother and sister tried to hide this from me, fearing I would gloat, given our history. In fact, Dafa’s teachings require cultivators to not harbor resentment or hatred, to not retaliate, and to treat everyone with kindness. Little by little, I put these teachings into practice, assimilated to the Fa, and improved myself.
I once accidentally hurt my sister-in-law’s feelings, and she cried. I wrapped my arms around her, comforted her, and apologized for my careless remark. That night, I dreamed of climbing a vertical cliff face. Just before I reached the top, I saw a rock sticking out, grabbed it, gave it everything I had, and pulled myself over the edge to safety. I knew Master was encouraging me because I had maintained my xinxing while interacting with my in-laws.
Through consistent study of the Fa and looking inward, I gradually let go of my resentment toward my mother-in-law and sister-in-law. My mother-in-law witnessed my entire transformation and admitted that I had endured repeated hostility. My husband said, “Nobody in my family would admit this to you, but they all think very highly of you.”
Overcoming Sickness Karma
In 2015, I experienced symptoms of a serious health problem. I had chest pain radiating from my breasts to my armpits, which was alarming. I reached out to a fellow practitioner who held strong, righteous thoughts and was clear on Fa principles. We studied the Fa together and shared our understanding of sickness karma.
My understanding of Fa principles was relatively shallow at the time, and I couldn’t distinguish between persecution imposed by the old forces and the elimination of karmic debt. With the practitioner’s help, I sorted it out and became crystal clear about what I needed to do—regardless of the cause of the symptoms. I focused on looking inward and completely let go of life and death. I increased the time I spent on Fa study, sending righteous thoughts, and doing the exercises without reducing the time I spent clarifying the truth.
The sickness karma caused a bulge to form on my left ring finger. I pinched it and recited the righteous thoughts formula to completely eliminate all evil beings. Standing in front of Master’s picture, I asked for his help. The next day, my finger turned purple, and the following day it turned red. On the fourth day, the color began to fade, and the pain in my chest disappeared as well. My body was back to normal in no time.
Ten years later, the same symptoms returned with a vengeance. It was so intense that I became worried—several local practitioners had passed away due to sickness karma in recent years. But I also knew the problem all these practitioners shared—loopholes created by stubborn attachments. I constantly looked inward and immediately corrected myself when I found notions and attachments, striving to improve myself and eliminate any loopholes. Meanwhile, I completely rejected the old forces’ arrangements.
A practitioner offered encouragement, “Isn’t this paving the way for you to become a divine being? You can do it!” She shared her story of eliminating interference with righteous thoughts and how her divine powers emerged. Her words boosted my confidence: “True. The difference between a mortal and a divine being is just a shift in mindset.”
I recited passages from Zhuan Falun repeatedly, and it became clear to me how unworthy it is for practitioners to succumb to the old forces’ persecution and lose their lives to sickness karma. I also found my own shortcomings. I was addicted to online shopping and attached to material benefits. With Master’s strengthening, I corrected myself and again overcame the false illusions of sickness karma.
I’ve been running a truth-clarification materials production site for over 20 years. My husband has supported me tremendously. Both times I worked through sickness karma, he saw that I overcame it through righteous thinking. Convinced that Dafa is extraordinary, my husband is now even more willing to help.
I have a good cultivation environment at home, and my husband is also friendly with other practitioners. He has shouldered a great deal of pressure from the authorities over the years due to persecution. To protect me, he has driven away the police or tried to reason with them and inspire their kindness. My son and my brother have also helped me greatly.
Averting Crises With Master’s Protection
I’ve encountered dangerous situations on a few occasions while talking to people about Dafa, but with Master’s protection, I was able to avoid arrest.
During the CCP’s sensitive dates, the local police usually increase security in the area. While clarifying the truth, the practitioner I partnered with was loudly discussing Dafa in a public place, which alarmed one of the many plainclothes police officers there that day. We were arrested and taken to a police station. I reminded myself not to blame others but to look inside instead.
The practitioner didn’t cooperate with the police, and several officers began beating her. Two officers grabbed me and started leading me to the second floor. Concerned about the other practitioner, I knew I had to stop the beating, even though I was scared. I turned around, quickly ran down the stairs, and shouted, “Stop hitting her!” The officers stopped. Within seconds, the two officers caught up with me and pulled me upstairs.
Neither of us cooperated or answered any questions from the police—we kept clarifying the truth. A group of five officers came in. One of them closed the curtains and gave a command, “Whack them if they don’t talk.” I shouted, “What now? Are you going to torture us?” I quietly asked Master for help to get the word out about our arrest.
The police were ready to call the Domestic Security Division to take us away. I made my way to the window and peeked out onto the street. In less than 10 minutes, I spotted my sister-in-law walking toward the building. I called out to her, “Sis!” An officer heard me and became alarmed. “Who is that? Go get her!” But my sister-in-law had already disappeared into the crowd. She soon contacted the local practitioners and informed them of our arrests. Before long, we felt waves of strong, righteous thoughts from the local practitioners, which strengthened us and greatly encouraged us.
The police found my address in their database and threatened to ransack my home, but I didn’t feel worried. Regardless of what they said, I didn’t let it get to me and reminded myself that I only acknowledge Master’s plans for me. An officer told me, “Wow, your family has some deep connections. The captain of the criminal investigation division and the police chief himself have called and asked that we release you.” I chuckled to myself, “I have even higher officials on my side.” I knew Master was helping us. In less than two hours, we were released.
There was another incident in which a few practitioners and I were reported to the police for talking to people about Dafa. The police caught up with us and blocked our way with their vehicle. The four of us got out of the car. A young officer snapped pictures of us and spoke loudly, while the other officer remained quiet. Three of us were eventually sent home that day, and only the driver was arrested. We later learned that one of the officers knew that Dafa is good and deliberately let us go.
Over the past 20-plus years of clarifying the truth and countering the persecution, I’ve experienced many ups and downs. Dafa continually tempers my heart and has completely transformed me. I used to be selfish, timid, petty, and hot-tempered. Now I am optimistic, tolerant, and responsible. I am a Dafa practitioner who can distinguish right from wrong and has high moral character. How lucky am I?
Vows from a distant time are being fulfilled. We have to cultivate diligently and strive forward with vigor. On this cultivation path arranged by Master, we have to catch up quickly, save more sentient beings, and take all who have been saved with us to return to our true homes in heaven.
