(Minghui.org) Walking into Falun Dafa (Falun Gong) brought good memories, some of which I would like to share here.
Beginning Falun Dafa Cultivation Practice
One afternoon in May 1999, my husband came back home from his job in the township government. He said someone had come to their office to introduce Falun Dafa and gave him a book, asking him to return it the next day because the book was in extremely short supply and others were waiting to read it.
I was curious. I took it from him and saw that it was titled Zhuan Falun. I first read the table of contents and then a section. I realized that it was a book about cultivation practice, and immediately thought, “I want to cultivate too!” With this thought, I started reading the book from the beginning. I only stopped when it got dark and my husband asked me to make dinner.
I felt that I had found what I had long been searching for. Realizing the value of the book, I told my husband, “Don’t return it. Let’s buy this book!”
He said, “They’re not selling it. I have to return it tomorrow.” But the next morning, it turned out that he forgot to take the book with him when he went to work, so I finished reading it during the day.
My husband was told that there are five exercise sets, and there was a nearby site where practitioners read Zhuan Falun and did the exercises together. That morning, someone brought us a copy of The Great Way of Spiritual Perfection, which contains the teachings of the Falun Dafa exercises. I randomly opened to a page and saw a photo of Master wearing a yellow exercise outfit, standing with his feet apart and arms raised above his head. I mimicked the pose and immediately felt something rotating on my arms. I was startled, looked at my arms, and saw nothing. I quickly put my arms down and looked around. It was noon and everyone was taking a nap, and there was no one nearby. I raised my arms again and again felt something rotating on my arms.
That afternoon, I kept going to the restroom, and passed red and white matter. My husband said it might be because I had touched pesticide while selling it, and told me to take some medicine for diarrhea. But since Zhuan Falun mentioned diarrhea, I wondered if I was actually eliminating karma, so I chose not to take the medicine. Before dinner, the diarrhea suddenly stopped. Normally, someone would be exhausted after such an episode, but I felt very energetic and light.
I then understood that this practice was real. My more-than-30-year belief in atheism disappeared, and I came to realize that gods exist. I later understood that Master had put a Falun (Law wheel) in me, and it was adjusting my body.
I went to a nearby Dafa exercise site the next morning to learn the exercises. By the time I got there, the practitioners had already finished the sitting meditation and were doing the standing exercises. After they finished, a coordinator came to teach me the standing exercises and invited me to his home to watch Master’s instruction video and learn the fifth exercise. A fellow practitioner also lent me a VCR and Master’s lecture tapes.
I remember that the first time I watched Master’s lectures from Guangzhou, I fell asleep. I woke up near the end of the recording and finished watching all the lectures over four or five days. Because others also wanted to watch, I returned the tapes. I didn’t mention that I dozed off during the video because it felt embarrassing. Later, I understood that this was Master helping to clear the issues in my head.
Before cultivating, I had suffered from gynecological problems, autonomic nervous disorders, migraines, and an unusual symptom where only one side of my face would sweat in summer. Due to gynecological issues, my lower abdomen often hurt and I couldn’t stand for long without resting. After practicing Falun Dafa for less than two months I recovered from all my illnesses.
Validating the Fa
Before I had even fully learned all five exercises, the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) started to persecute Falun Dafa.
I felt I should go to Beijing to clarify the truth in October 2000. I bought a train ticket and went to Beijing alone. I didn’t know the location of the petition office, so I decided to go to Tiananmen Square first.
At Tiananmen Square, two people came to question me. They figured out where I was from based on my dialect, and said to me, “Go back quickly. Otherwise, if the police take you, you won’t be able to return.” At the time, I didn’t know about organ harvesting, but now that I think about it, maybe these two already knew about it back then.
I wondered if they were plainclothes police. Even if they were, I wanted to tell them the truth about Dafa. I found them again on the square and explained the truth to them. I asked if they were police, and they replied, “There are good people among the police too!”
I was later arrested by police from my city and detained in their office in Beijing. My hands were cuffed to a radiator pipe, so I couldn’t move freely. Having never experienced this before, I was a bit scared, especially after being threatened by the police. In front of me was a table with an ashtray. When I inadvertently looked up, I saw three Chinese characters written on the side facing me: “Don’t be afraid.” I firmly believed this was Master’s hint. I was doing the right thing, and there was nothing to fear. Later, people from my work unit came to take me back.
I was forcibly taken to a brainwashing session in May 2001. We were forced to listen to lecturers repeatedly, which were all CCP slanders against Falun Dafa. Police, Political and Legal Affairs Committee members, and 610 Office agents watched us closely. Some practitioners gave in and wrote guarantee statements under pressure. Because I refused to write one, I was locked in a dorm room after the lectures. Lying on my side facing the wall, I saw two tiny pencil-written Chinese characters: “Passed.”
I was transferred to another brainwashing center along with other illegally detained Falun Dafa practitioners in July 2001. There were prison guards, armed police, and security staff from various work units monitoring us. We were forced to watch slanderous videos, listen to warped interpretations, and write ideology reports.
Because I refused to write a guarantee statement to give up cultivation, I was beaten, hung up by my wrists, forced to kneel on thistles, left exposed under the scorching sun, and locked in a large room at night. After the lights went out, we did the exercises together. Once, while doing the second exercise, I felt a strong energy mechanism rotating on my leg, spiraling upward.
For continuing to practice Falun Dafa, I was again held in a detention center. One night, a crying, screaming girl was brought in by two people who quickly left. The detention center chief said, as he shut the door, “You Falun Gong people talk to her.”
We found out that the girl was in there for fighting. She was actually the victim, but was arrested because the other party had connections. Feeling the injustice, she even wanted to commit suicide.
We brought her water and food. One of us also gave her a blanket. We comforted her with the Fa principle of “no loss, no gain” and “everything happens for a reason.” She calmed down and fell asleep. Later, we told her about Falun Dafa, which she accepted warmly. She said she would find local practitioners and learn Dafa from them. A few days later, her case was resolved and her family picked her up. As she left, she cried in the arms of the practitioner who slept beside her.
There was also a girl imprisoned for prostitution. At first, she was called to the men’s cell and slapped by the head prisoner. The girl’s shoes were broken and no one would help her. I lent her my leather sandals and wore slippers myself. The girl was very touched. I explained the truth about Dafa and told her that women should value themselves. She accepted my words and said she would find a proper job when she got out. The male prisoner later approached me, and told me that he and the girl were fellow townspeople, and that I shouldn’t help her because she brought shame to their hometown. I said, “Dafa practitioners should treat everyone kindly.”
Switching Jobs
I now work at a private company as a cashier. I always ensure that my accounts are balanced, daily and monthly. The payments are usually processed by computer. At month-end, I check the report and total it. I once found that there was an extra 200 yuan payment. After investigating, I saw that our account had been credited, but one purchase didn’t register. I wrote a manual receipt and added it to the account. The accountant was surprised about a manually written receipt and asked me about it. She was very impressed when I explained.
Office supplies are stored in our office without precise inventory. My daughter used the office printer and studied for her accounting exam. A classmate of mine used a marker. I calculated the value of these items, made payments accordingly, and filled out payment slips to log them.
My manager owns multiple properties and businesses. When she learned about this, she said, “If you ever leave here, please come manage my household!”
Two years ago, police came to my company to harass me because of my belief. My manager later learned about this, and said to me, “They have nothing better to do! Everyone has their own beliefs. Don’t be afraid. Do you want me to talk to someone at the police station?”
After the CCP suddenly lifted its COVID restrictions, people around me got infected one after another. Our payment office first began to take people's temperatures at the entrance and required health code scans. Later, a table was used to block the door and no one was allowed inside. Everyone wore masks and covered themselves tightly. Even so, the manager, deputy manager, and colleagues all got infected. But those who knew the truth only had mild symptoms and recovered quickly.
Two people who didn’t accept the truth about Dafa died before the New Year. I feel so sorry for them. Later, even when the table was removed, people were still afraid to come in. I stayed healthy the whole time and was never infected. When other coworkers from different offices learned that I hadn’t contracted COVID, they came to ask. Once confirmed, they said, “You practitioners have an iron immune system!” A colleague in my office added, “She’s like diamond!”
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