(Minghui.org) Looking back on the more than 20 years of my cultivation practice, I know that every step has been under Master’s compassionate protection. I am deeply grateful to Master for eliminating my karma, suffering on my behalf, and guiding me back to my heavenly home. It’s his immense grace that has allowed me to walk my path to this day.
When I read the book Falun Gong in 1995, the two words “cultivation” and “practice” took root in my heart. However, because I was eager to cure my illnesses, I looked for ordinary qigong masters to heal me—I didn’t realize I was missing the chance of a lifetime.
Although I was young, I suffered from several illnesses and felt a heavy mental burden. Driven by the desire to get healed, I followed a false qigong master and practiced a kind of spirit possession practice. My health didn’t improve, and my condition worsened. I became so fearful that I didn’t dare go outside after dark and I stopped practicing it.
In February 1996, I had two special dreams. In one of them, Master led me to a pond and had me spit out a lot of filthy substances. I now know that he never gave up on me.
Not long after I had these dreams, I met a lady who practiced Falun Gong (Falun Dafa). She told me that it’s a righteous practice and has amazing health benefits. She then invited me to her home to learn the exercises. A few days later, I took my child there to listen to the recordings of Master’s lectures in Jinan and to learn the exercises from her.
I didn’t intend for my child (who was in elementary school) to learn; I asked him to do his homework. But after listening to Master’s lectures, he told the practitioner, “Auntie, the more I listen, the more I like it. I want to learn too.” So we started learning together. He could sit in the full-lotus position (both legs crossed) when we meditated. While we listened to Lecture Four, he said, “I saw a park with green grass and everything!” The practitioner smiled and said, “Your celestial eye (third eye) has opened!”
Before long, Master purified our bodies. My child used to have a fever and sore throat almost every month and constantly took medicine. The doctors said it was due to enlarged tonsils, and this went on for more than 10 years. We considered surgery when he got older. But after practicing Falun Dafa, he didn’t get sick in the following months, and all his health issues were gone. My illnesses—breast hyperplasia, intrahepatic bile duct stones, and painful stomach spasms that made me break out in cold sweats—also disappeared. My husband, child, and I were overjoyed. My husband urged us to practice diligently.
Practicing Falun Dafa not only healed my body but also improved my character. When my husband returned from a trip, he complained that the kitchen wasn’t clean. In the past, I would have argued with him. But this time, I quietly cleaned and did not say a word.
That evening, I entered a deep stillness when I meditated and the energy field around me was very strong. I gradually entered a state of tranquility and experienced how profound Falun Dafa is. This state lasted about 10 days. I happily told my friends and neighbors, “Falun Dafa is real! Everyone should learn—it’s wonderful!”
In July 1999, the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) began persecuting Falun Gong, and the persecution was rampant. Many practitioners were arrested, beaten, sent to labor camps, or sentenced to prison.
In November 2000, I was persecuted and sent to a labor camp because I refused to stop practicing. At first, I was housed in a cold, drafty building, and I had to sleep on the top bunk. The chill from the ceiling cut through me at night. I coughed constantly and, before long, I developed a serious illness-like condition that flared up every few days. My arms and legs ached, my bones hurt, and my heart felt constricted. I had to get up a few times to use the bathroom before I could fall asleep. These episodes became more frequent, and I could hardly rest.
My cellmates saw how weak I was and told the guards. At the prison hospital, the doctors found spots on my lungs and low red blood cell counts, and thought I had a blood disorder. They advised me to go to a large hospital for a spinal tap test. I thought for a moment and told them, “I won’t go. I’ll be released soon.” Deep down, I knew it wasn’t a real illness—it was the result of the persecution. Because I firmly believed in Master and the extraordinary power of Dafa, I just wanted to return home to practice and study the Fa.
A few days after I returned home, I resumed studying the Fa, doing the exercises, and sending righteous thoughts. I also wrote a solemn declaration: Everything I wrote or said in the labor camp that was disrespectful and did not align with the Fa was completely null and void. My weight dropped from over 60 kilograms to just around 45. At first, if I walked a bit too much during the day, I felt exhausted and sore by evening.
But I never thought it was an illness or wondered how to treat it—those thoughts never occurred to me. Although my husband never opposed my practice, I didn’t tell him about my health condition because I didn’t want him to worry. I just focused on studying the Fa, practicing the exercises, and sending righteous thoughts.
Whenever I had the chance, I told people how wonderful Falun Dafa is, that it teaches people to be good, to live by Truthfulness, Compassion, and Forbearance, and that it’s been unjustly persecuted.
Whenever the pain came back, I would meditate. Each time I practiced, the symptoms eased, and I was able to control the frequent trips to the bathroom.As I kept studying and practicing, the attacks went from every two or three days to only once in a while. Once while I meditated I felt streams of cold air flowing out through the soles of my feet. Afterward, my aches and pains, chest tightness, and all other discomforts completely disappeared.
Blood diseases are very hard to cure—but Falun Dafa healed me. Without Dafa, I can’t imagine what would have happened. Master dissolved my karma, bore the suffering for me, and saved my life. Thank you, Master! Thank you, Dafa! Master is great, Dafa is great, and Dafa’s power is truly boundless!
One early spring, my husband’s older brother and his wife went with our family of three to the provincial capital. My husband was driving. When we reached a bridge, the car suddenly veered toward the right guardrail. My head slammed hard against the car window with a loud thud. Startled, my husband panicked and jerked the steering wheel, causing the car to crash into the left guardrail. In that critical moment, I shouted, “Falun Dafa is good! Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good! Master, please save us!”
The car’s fuel tank started leaking, and the airbags deployed. My sister-in-law was knocked unconscious and no matter how my brother-in-law tried to rouse her, she didn’t wake up. I then saw my child who was riding with us walk over and, at that moment, my sister-in-law opened her eyes and tears streamed down her face. I didn’t think much of it at the time. When we got home, my child told me, “Mom, when I saw Auntie wasn’t waking up, I asked Master in my heart, ‘Master, please save my aunt.’ And right after that, she woke up. It was really amazing!”
I knew this accident was persecution arranged by the old forces, but Master protected us and saved our lives—he bore the suffering for us!
The bridge was about five meters high. If the car had gone over the railing, it would have been horrible. If another car had been behind us, that too would have been disastrous. Except for my child and I, everyone else was injured to some degree.
The ambulance took my husband, brother-in-law, and sister-in-law to the hospital for examination. My child and I waited for the traffic police. When the officers arrived and saw how badly the car was damaged, one of them said, “It’s incredible that no one was seriously hurt. You’re so lucky—must have divine protection!” He repeatedly said this.
I knew that because my husband and his sister-in-law already quit the CCP, and my child and I are Dafa practitioners, it was Master who protected all five of us. His brother had not yet quit the CCP, but after this incident he agreed to withdraw. When we got home, my child and I stood before Master’s portrait and thanked him for saving us.
A practitioner in my family showed signs of sickness karma. Because I was attached to sentimentality and failed to measure myself against the Fa, the old forces took advantage of the loophole. I was extremely worried and even cried. My heart was heavy, and I couldn’t stop thinking about it. The next morning, both of my lungs hurt. A thought then suddenly came to me: “My life belongs to Dafa. It has nothing to do with the old forces.” I repeated this several times, and my condition improved a little.
However, bad thoughts from other dimensions began interfering with me. My mind was filled with negative ideas imposed by the old forces. It happened to be the Qingming Festival (Ancestral Tomb Sweeping) and after my relatives finished holding a memorial for our ancestors, we had a meal together. The atmosphere made me emotional, and tears welled up in my eyes. Negative thoughts flooded my mind again. I resisted them, saying, “You are not me. I don’t think that way.” But my xinxing wasn’t grounded in the Fa, and I couldn’t fully reject those bad thoughts. It was painful, but I endured and finished the meal.
When I got home, Master enlightened me to study the Fa. So, I picked up the book of collected Teachings Given Around the World, Volume IV and the first few lines were:
“Of course, we don’t acknowledge any of the things that the old forces arranged—I as your master don’t acknowledge them, and Dafa disciples of course don’t acknowledge them either.” (“Fa Teaching Given at the 2004 Chicago Fa Conference”)
After reading this, I instantly felt the evil thoughts and interference dissolve—Master’s Fa eliminated them. The power of Dafa, that overwhelming sense of purity and strength, is beyond words!
I memorized this passage and kept reciting it. The more I studied, the clearer my mind became. I knew how to face my test.
I’m eternally grateful for Master’s compassionate salvation—for allowing me, in this final period of time, to obtain the rarest of treasures: Dafa. I will study the Fa diligently, truly look within, do the three things well, fulfill my vows, and return to my true home with Master.