(Minghui.org) When I first started practicing Falun Dafa in 1998, my understanding of cultivation was pretty shallow. I only knew that Dafa was good, Master was good, and that I should uphold Dafa.
A year later, the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) began persecuting Falun Dafa and slandering Master. I went to Beijing to petition and was sentenced to two years in a labor camp. The stance of all the practitioners in the labor camp was: do not comply with any demands, orders, or directives; do not respond to the daily roll call or recite the prison regulations. We would continue to study the Fa (teachings) and practice the exercises.
Because my understanding of the Fa was shallow, I endured the persecution but I did not yield to the guards’ demands, so I suffered a lot of torture. I gradually enlightened and improved my understanding through this ordeal. When my righteous thoughts were strong and aligned with the Fa, my circumstances immediately improved. I vividly remember the following three incidents.
Righteous Thoughts Stopped the Torture
One morning around 8 a.m., a guard found me reading the Fa and snatched it from me. I tried to grab it back but couldn’t. The guard then ordered another inmate to hang me up. My hands were pulled behind my back, bound, and I was hung from the radiator pipe above the window frame, with my toes barely touching the floor.
I was sweating profusely from the pain and tears streamed down my face, creating a pool of liquid on the floor. After about half an hour, a kind-hearted inmate loosened the rope slightly when no one was watching. This let most of my feet touch the ground, easing the weight on my arms and lessening the pain somewhat.
All morning, the captain and guards kept coming in and out of the room, glancing at me and then leaving without a word. I endured it silently, and I even felt I was brave. By noon, the officers had either clocked off or gone to eat. No one paid me any attention or untied me. Only one inmate remained; the rest all went to eat.
I gradually realized: I shouldn’t just passively endure like this. Studying the Fa and practicing the exercises are my right. They are persecuting me, and I must speak with the division chief.
Shortly after 1 p.m., the guards came back. The division chief in charge of persecuting Falun Dafa practitioners walked in. Seeing me hanging there, he said nothing and turned to go. I was startled and came to my senses after he left.
I immediately yelled, “Chief, I need to speak with you.” He promptly returned and ordered me to be untied. He asked me, “Have you eaten? If not, hurry up and eat—the food is cold. Come to the office when you’ve finished.” After lunch, I went to his office and told him why it was wrong to persecute practitioners. Although he seemed reluctant to hear it, he listened. And that was the end of the matter.
Afterward, I realized that as soon as my thoughts aligned with the Fa, Master assisted me, and the situation completely changed.
Scabies Disappear
Many practitioners in the labor camp developed scabies, some had dry scabies, others had pustular ones. I also caught pustular scabies and my left hand was worse than my right. At first, I didn’t take it seriously, thinking: I’m not afraid of you; what are you anyway? I continued with my usual tasks, and I did not ask the other practitioners to help with the laundry or other chores.
But the scabies was incredibly irritating, and covered my hands. One part would heal while another part flared up; as soon as one spot cleared, another would appear. Sometimes I could see the mites with my naked eye—tiny black dots visible under my skin. They would move, burrowing under the skin along the creases of my palms, creating tunnels. Sometimes I’d use a pin to pick them out—just tiny white specks—and squeeze them to death. My hands never fully healed, and it started to bother me.
One day, I looked at my left hand and thought: Why won’t you get better? I’m a cultivator and the energy I’ve cultivated should be able to ward off these evil things! The moment I thought that, literally in an instant, the pus-filled scabs on my left hand vanished, and the skin was perfectly smooth again!
I was so overwhelmed by seeing this that tears streamed down my face! The pus-filled sores that troubled me for months vanished instantly. It was truly miraculous! I realized later that Master helped me. I understood: when a cultivator’s righteous thoughts are powerful and pure, they can truly eliminate evil. This is the power that Master bestows on us—the power to dissolve evil. Thank you, Master!
Eliminating an Evil Plan
While I was being persecuted in the labor camp, my child was still in elementary school and was also persecuted by staff from the local Public Security Bureau, the 610 Office, and the school. They forced my child to sign documents and write a guarantee not to practice Falun Dafa. School administrators and the homeroom teacher frequently called my child in for talks. My child was suspended from classes and pressured to give up Dafa.
In order to coerce me to transform the local police station collaborated with the school to detain my child at school until late in the evening. They forced my child to write me a letter, saying that the local police officers visiting me could deliver it. The school teachers dictated the content of the letter—expressing my child’s wish to see me, urging me to give up my practice and return home, and so on.
Because Falun Dafa practitioners incarcerated in labor camps aren’t allowed to receive personal letters from home, when this letter arrived, the division chief seized it as if it were a treasure. He probably believed the letter was valuable. He took it to my work team (as assigned by the camp) and had a guard read it aloud to everyone. He told me to think carefully after reading it and to return it to him afterward.
The guard began reading aloud. He only read a few sentences when he started crying and couldn’t continue. So an inmate read it. As she read, she too began to weep. By the time she’d finished, everyone was crying—many of the practitioners were in tears. I was on the verge of tears myself.
Suddenly, I became alert: What was going on here? It was obvious that the CCP was trying to use family ties to stop me from practicing! As soon as I realized this, my tears stopped.
After finishing the letter, the guard handed it to me. I took it and immediately ripped it up and threw it away. The guard was shocked. “Why did you tear it up? The captain told you to return it to him!” I replied, “It’s my letter, so I decide what to do with it.”
Because of my righteous thoughts, I was able to dismantle the CCP’s attempt to persecute me by exploiting family ties, and they never mentioned the letter again.
I missed my child and secretly cried for a long time afterwards, but I wouldn’t let the CCP take advantage of my emotions.
Looking back over more than two decades of trials and tribulations, Falun Dafa practitioners forged ahead under the guidance of our revered Master, and overcome every obstacle. This immense tribulation has destroyed countless sentient beings! How much has our compassionate Master endured to save them?
In the limited time left in Fa-rectification let us send forth the most powerful and pure righteous thoughts, and with the infinite power bestowed by Master, clear away this final darkness!
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