(Minghui.org) My life was full of pain and hardship before I started practicing Falun Dafa. I suffered from many illnesses and I was emotionally and physically abused by my husband and his family. I was so miserable that my only wish was to die so my suffering would end. Master saved me and showed me the true meaning of life. Master and Falun Dafa transformed me.
I experienced something incredible as a child. One night, I tossed and turned and I couldn’t go to sleep. A big golden eye suddenly appeared in front of me. It was even blinking. I was terrified and pulled my comforter over my head. But there was no hiding from it. I could still see the eye clearly. The next moment, all the furniture and household items in my room disappeared. A golden rotating wheel appeared and grew bigger and bigger. The walls disappeared, then the entire house disappeared, leaving only the golden wheel rotating in the universe.
It was a magnificent sight and left a lasting impression on me. Afterwards, I was able to see some amazing things. I sometimes saw people dressed in garments from a bygone era and other times I saw people in modern clothes. When I walked to them, I didn’t bump into them. I never mentioned any of this to anyone, as I thought they could see them too.
I was born in a poor farming family, and I was one of many girls. My parents couldn’t afford my tuition so I was made to stand in the corner of the classroom. I walked to and from school every day, carrying my little sister on my back. We never had money for text books, so I borrowed my classmates’ books when they were not using them and copied the text to study. Poverty was very much the main theme of my upbringing.
After I graduated, I found a job at a school where I often encountered people of the Christian or Buddhist faith, as well as people who practiced different types of qigong. They eagerly introduced their faiths to me and tried to convert me. But I always remembered the golden rotating wheel I saw as a child. Deep down, I knew what they believed in was not what I was looking for—I wanted to find the true Buddha Fa.
I didn’t expect marriage would be so difficult and miserable. My husband was cold and distant and didn’t care about me. My mother-in-law and sister-in-law routinely hit and insulted me, badmouthed me in front of my husband, and incited him to beat me. Even when I was pregnant, my husband struck and kicked me, causing my face to swell and my mouth and nose to bleed. My mother-in-law sent him away on a trip right before the baby was due. I went through labor, child birth, and the month of postpartum confinement alone.
The baby and I were malnourished because I couldn’t afford nutrient-rich foods. My health declined to the point where I could no longer work. The baby was also weak and sickly. The two of us visited the hospital often and took medication and injections regularly. From traditional Chinese medicine to Western medicine to folk remedies, I sought treatment everywhere but the more things we tried, the worse our health became. My condition seemed so hopeless that I longed for death. Many times, I cried out desperately, “Who can help me?!”
A friend suggested, “How about give Falun Dafa a try? This practice does wonders for one’s health. The teachings can also help create a harmonious family. It is free of charge and everything is run by volunteers.” I thought, “Where can one find such a great deal?” My friend took me to a practice site and it just happened that the coordinator was showing videos of Master Li Hongzhi’s Fa teachings that day. As soon as I saw Master on the screen I felt I knew him. Then I saw a rotating Falun (Law Wheel), I was stunned. It looked exactly like the golden wheel I saw as a child. I felt I finally found someone who could guide me!
My friend gave me a copy of Zhuan Falun, the main text of Falun Dafa. I read the book whenever I had time, and I was completely enthralled by Dafa’s profound principles. My entire world view changed and I knew that the true meaning of life is to return to one’s original, true self through cultivation. As I studied the Fa and did the exercises, my illnesses disappeared. Even my child became a healthy and devoted young practitioner.
I strove to live up to Falun Dafa’s principles of Truthfulness, Compassion and Forbearance. Once I understood that a person’s blessings in life are determined by his or her virtue, I no longer resented my husband for the way he treated me. I treated him with kindness, paid attention to his needs, and took care of him. Our family life became harmonious and everyone was healthy. I was able to focus on my career and I won many awards for my exceptional performance at work. My supervisors, coworkers, students, and their parents all saw how wonderful Dafa is. More than twelve coworkers started reading Zhuan Falun and practiced Falun Dafa.
The school administrators noticed the great improvement in our health and moral character. We worked hard without complaining, which made their work much easier. The administrators supported us in our practice and let us study the Fa in the media room and do the exercises on the school grounds. Falun Dafa was welcomed at our school and the practitioner staff members were praised and respected.
The former head of the Chinese Communist Party (CCP), Jiang Zemin, banned the practice and launched a nationwide persecution against Falun Dafa in the summer of 1999. He ordered that practitioners be targeted: “Destroy their reputation, bankrupt them financially, and eliminate them physically.” Practitioners were arrested, detained, sentenced to prison or given forced labor terms. For upholding their faith, they were abused and tortured, causing injuries, disabilities, and even death. Countless families were broken. They lost their jobs and their lives were forever altered.
Like every practitioner of Falun Dafa, I went to Beijing with the good intention to explain to the government that they made a terrible mistake. I was arrested and escorted back to my hometown. After I was released, I decided I had to spread the truth and let more people know that Dafa is good. For talking to people about Dafa, I was arrested multiple times, thrown into jail and made to do forced labor.
Although I was targeted and put through major tribulations, I refused to waver in the face of adversity and I remained steadfast in my faith. With Master compassionately looking after me and the extraordinary power of Dafa, I continue to tell people how wonderful Falun Dafa is.
I’ve practiced Falun Dafa for 29 years. However, whenever I encounter a problem, my first reaction is still to look outward instead of inward examining myself. I submit the names of people who agreed to quit the CCP and its youth organizations online. I also visit the Minghui website each day to download Minghui Weekly, other newly published truth-clarification materials and practitioners’ cultivation sharing articles.
The technical practitioner notified me sometime last year that my operating system was due for an upgrade. I dropped off my laptop at his place and soon was notified that it was ready to collect. However, with the upgraded system, I no longer was able to log onto the Minghui website. I sent forth righteous thoughts but it didn’t work.
It was right before the Moon Festival and in the online Fa conference paper submission period, many practitioners asked me to help submit their greetings to Master and their sharing articles. I grew anxious and my human notions surfaced. I went back to the technical practitioner’s place but he was out of town. I couldn’t do anything but wait for him to come back. I thought the issue must be the upgrade system because I sent righteous thoughts, looked inward, and did everything I could. I decided to ask the technical practitioner to help reverse the system back to the older version.
When he finally came back, the technical practitioner told me his computer was not working either. He said that many practitioners had the same issue, whether their operating system was upgraded or not. I still insisted that he reinstall the older operating system. He did, and walked me through as he performed each step.
Halfway through the installation, an error message popped up saying the operation failed and seconds later, the system crashed. We tried to reboot but it was not responding. The computer was dead. The practitioner suggested that it might be a hardware failure but it didn’t make sense to me. I used the computer every single day just a couple days before, and it was a new computer. I didn’t think it could have been a hardware failure but somehow it just wouldn’t power up.
Then it hit me. It must be something in my cultivation that was not inline with the characteristic of the universe. It was not a technical issue but a cultivation and xinxing problem. I kept looking externally for a solution for the past few days. I waited and depended on the technical practitioner to solve my problem.
Master explained many times and in many ways in the Fa, yet whenever I encounter difficulties or obstacles, I still consider it a bad thing and feel unhappy about it. I didn’t see it as an opportunity to improve myself. This goes to show how far I still am from measuring up to the standards Master set for practitioners.
My computer was not working, but I couldn’t delay submitting fellow practitioners’ sharing articles and greetings to Master on the Minghui website. I contacted a female practitioner who welcomed me warmly and helped me submit everything. I paid her multiple visits in the next few days to submit names of people who agreed to quit the CCP and its youth organizations. She obviously thought I made up those names as the lists were long, and sternly reminded me, “You are a Dafa practitioner, after all!” I thought to myself, “I didn’t do anything wrong. Does she really think I cheated? Is this for me to cultivate my ‘forbearance?’” I didn’t explain or argue.
I visited the practitioner again a few days later and the technical practitioner was there too. While consulting the technical practitioner about an app that I didn’t have installed on my phone, he asked the female practitioner to let me borrow her cellphone. But she didn’t believe me and said harshly, “She has it. I know she does. I saw it on her phone. Why are you trying to get it from me?”
Her words triggered my human notions, and I responded, “If I had it, why would I bother the technical practitioner?” I felt that I was in the right and was better and superior than the female practitioner. I was so attached to “self” that I wanted others to always agree with me.
In the following days, I kept thinking about what happened and I developed resentment toward the female practitioner. I knew if it affected my heart it must have been my human notions at play. This loophole could easily be exploited by the old forces. I looked inward to examine myself and found my competitiveness, jealousy, attachment to fame, selfishness—I felt I was superior, and I was inconsiderate of others. I don’t want these notions as they don’t represent the real me. I sent righteous thoughts to eliminate them.
As I worked on removing my attachments and notions, it became more and more clear to me that both incidents happened to help me improve my cultivation. Instead of feeling bitter and wronged, I should really thank practitioners from the bottom of my heart.
In the nearly three decades of cultivation, my entire family witnessed the goodness and extraordinary powers of Dafa through my transformation. They learned the truth about Dafa and chose to quit the CCP and its youth organizations. Believing that Dafa is good has brought them great blessings. Everyone is healthy and the younger generations have done well in school and found good jobs. It seems that whenever they encounter a problem in life, somehow the situation turns favorable.
My niece had difficulty conceiving after she was married for several years. The doctor said the problem lay with her husband. After her husband learned the truth about Dafa and agreed to quit the CCP, things changed. My niece soon became pregnant with twins. The entire family was just over the moon.
During my multiple arrests, detention, prison and forced labor terms, my parents stood by me and supported me and my cultivation. They took care of my children, dropped off and picked them up from school, and helped them with their homework. They protected my Dafa books and Master’s pictures. When the police came to ransack my home, my father blocked the door and didn’t let them in. My mother once stood in front of a police car and wouldn’t let them take me away. While I was incarcerated, my parents made countless trips to different government and law enforcement agencies to petition for my release.
Each time I was released, I was in poor health due to the harsh conditions and torture. My parents cared for me. They nourished me back to health and soon I was back clarifying the truth and helping Master save sentient beings again.
My parents’ kindness was reciprocated with great blessings. When I was a small child, my mother was always sickly. She even said that she would only live up to her 40s or 50s. After leaning the truth about Dafa, she sincerely recites “Falun Dafa is good” whenever she has time. She also listens to Master’s Fa teachings. She told me Master gave her extra years in life. My father started reading Zhuan Falun recently and hasn’t been able to put it down. He knows it’s a wonderful book. He read the entire book in just a few days and quit his decades-long habits of smoking and drinking. He also stopped watching TV and endlessly scrolling on his cellphone. My father has truly taken up Dafa cultivation and is so grateful for Master’s compassionate salvation.
My brother-in-law once walked down the stairs and was about to leave the building through the entrance when he heard a voice, “Danger. Don’t go out.” He paused and right then heard a loud noise outside. A huge sheet of glass fell from the building, hit the ground and shattered. He pushed the door open and turned pale at the sight. It was a windy day. A glass window somehow came loose and crashed down. If not for that mysterious voice, he could have been on the other side of the door and badly injured or worse.
My brother-in-law turned around to thank whoever warned him but no one was there. He immediately realized it was Master who protected him. My brother-in-law knows the truth about Dafa and has read Dafa books. He is very supportive of Dafa and often helps practitioners. His kindness brought him great blessings. Master protected him in a dangerous situation and he was safe and sound.
These are only a few examples of my family members receiving blessings. There are many more such stories that happened to people around me who are supportive of Dafa.
The past 29 years of practicing Falun Dafa have been the happiest time of my life. The profound Fa principles drove out the darkness and confusion in my heart. Master is always attentively looking after and guiding me so I could improve and elevate in the Fa. I have changed from being a depressed and selfish person full of karmic debts to a proud Dafa practitioner on the path of becoming a divine being. Words cannot express my gratitude toward Master. Only by truly and solidly cultivating myself and striving forward vigorously can I repay Master’s saving grace.