(Minghui.org) I began practicing Falun Dafa in 1996 when I was 32 years old. Before that, although I was young, I had developed a host of health problems in the whirlwind of life.
I was born into a low-income family and had suffered hardship since childhood, often going without food and proper clothes. As the ninth child in my family, I was frequently bullied by my older siblings, which led to pent-up anger and a bad temper. Despite my youth, I couldn’t tolerate being wronged, so I would often fight with them.
After we got married, my husband and I argued all the time. He often didn’t come home after work, instead staying out drinking and playing mahjong, and never doing any household chores. I had to work both inside and outside of the home, and life grew increasingly difficult. I became increasingly irritable, at home and at work, and anything that displeased me would trigger a violent outburst. I would curse nonstop, insisting on being right even when I was wrong.
I managed several warehouses and shouldered a relatively large workload. I frequently criticized the workers who failed to pack goods according to specifications. I refused to let them pack the goods and argued with them, often erupting into profanity. They were angry at me and resented me and secretly cursed me behind my back. When someone told me about it, I went back to curse them again. I committed countless sins, and I was plagued by illnesses, suffering unbearably.
After I began practicing Falun Dafa, compassionate Master saved my pitiful life, and I embarked on the path of returning to my true self. I am incredibly fortunate and grateful. I would like to share how I have benefited from Dafa, how Master has shown me boundless compassion and protection, and the extraordinary things that have happened to me because I practice Dafa.
When I first obtained the Fa, I watched Master’s lecture videos in a city more than 40 miles away. Master told us to refrain from retaliating when struck or insulted and to hold ourselves to high standards. I decided that I would follow his teachings. With this single thought, Master helped me eliminate my negative thoughts.
Now, whenever I encounter difficulties, I first remember that Master told us to be patient and treat others with consideration. My attitude has changed completely. I no longer curse at people. The workers were saying, “She doesn’t curse anymore.” But one of them didn’t believe it and said, “She won’t stop cursing until the sun rises in the west. I don’t believe it. I have to go and see for myself.”
One day when he came to load goods, he deliberately found fault with me. I held myself to Truthfulness, Compassion, and Forbearance and remained calm in the face of his provocation. In the end, he was satisfied and left with a whole load of goods.
He went to tell the staff and his superiors, “This time I’m truly convinced. She practices Falun Dafa, and she really doesn’t curse anymore.” Several of my superiors asked me, “What kind of practice do you do? How did you become so good?” I replied, “It’s Falun Dafa. Master Li teaches us to follow the principles of Truthfulness, Compassion, and Forbearance to be good people and even better people.” He raised his thumb in approval and said, “This practice is truly amazing!”
When I lived in the countryside, I rode my motorcycle to and from work. There was a ditch about a meter deep next to the main road near my house. As I turned the corner toward home one day, I hit the brakes, and with a loud “bang,” I was thrown into the ditch along with the motorcycle, which landed on top of me. Without thinking, I grabbed the bike with both hands and pulled it back onto the road. Just then, someone from the village happened to pass by and rushed over to help.
My husband heard the motorcycle in the yard, but when he didn’t see me, he wondered where I was. By the time he came out to see what was happening, I had already climbed out of the ditch.
He and the neighbor both asked, “How did you get the motorcycle out?” That motorcycle must have weighed at least 200 kilograms (440 pounds). I’m only 5’4” and weigh a little over 100 kilograms (220 pounds). How could I possibly lift a motorcycle that heavy with just my bare hands? Where did I get such strength? I knew it was Master who helped me out! Without Master’s protection, I wouldn’t have been able to lift the motorcycle, and I would have been badly hurt!
When my husband asked if I was hurt, I said, “Master is protecting me, I’m fine.” He pushed the motorcycle home, but I couldn’t move my foot. I grit my teeth and limped home. He saw a large lump on my ankle and was so worried that he wanted to take me to the hospital. I smiled and said, “No need, I’m fine. I can go to work tomorrow as usual.”
I sat on the sofa, unable to move. My husband ran to get my cousin, hoping she could help him get me to the hospital. When they returned, the lump on my ankle had gotten even bigger, so they insisted on taking me to the hospital. I said, “Don’t worry, I’ll be fine by tomorrow morning and go to work as usual. Just bring me my copy of Zhuan Falun, and I’ll read it.”
I did the exercises that night and the next morning. After I finished, I went to make breakfast and woke up my husband. He jumped up and looked at my ankle. Only then did I remember what had happened the day before. He exclaimed, “Ah! Everything is back to normal! There’s not even a trace left. It's truly amazing!”
From August to September 1996, we took turns being on-call once a week, staying overnight at work. Usually, two or three women would work together. They enjoyed listening to me talk about practicing Dafa and watching me do the exercises, and they also appreciated our chats.
Afterward, I usually found a quiet place to meditate. I had the key to the warehouse, so I went to the third-floor warehouse to meditate without turning on the lights. There were a lot of mosquitoes in the warehouse, but I didn’t think much of it and sat down to meditate. After a while, the mosquitoes started to buzz around my face, hands, and body.
Because it was summer, I was wearing very thin clothes, and having so many mosquitoes attack me all at once was unbearable. I kept repeating Master’s teachings: “When it’s difficult to endure, you can endure it. When it’s impossible to do, you can do it.” (Lecture Nine, Zhuan Falun) I later realized that the mosquitoes were helping me eliminate karma.
After a while, the mosquitoes stopped biting me all over and focused on my knees, where they bit me incessantly. In the past, I couldn’t even meditate for 30 minutes without feeling pain, but this time I only felt the mosquito bites, and my legs didn't hurt at all. I sat there for over an hour. When the mosquitoes stopped biting me, my legs didn’t hurt anymore, and my meditation was complete.
Back at the dormitory, my coworkers asked me where I’d gone. I smiled and said, “I was meditating, and the mosquitoes bit me all over.” They said, “Let’s see.” I rolled up my pants, and they exclaimed, “Oh my! You’ve been bitten so badly!” I saw that my knees were red and swollen, and there were two large blisters.
The next morning when my coworkers looked at my knees, they said, “Wow! Such large blisters disappeared overnight. That’s incredible! How amazing!” From then on, the pain in my legs was gone, and I could walk with ease.
There is a story behind my leg pain. When I was five years old, I was ill during a blizzard. I was the youngest of nine children, and I followed my mother everywhere she went. That year, it was my eldest sister’s daughter’s birthday, and according to local custom, my mother had to go give her granddaughter a birthday present the day before.
We lived over 20 miles away from my eldest sister. We had no car, so we had to walk. My mother said, “It’s snowing too hard; you can’t go.” But I cried and insisted, and she gave in. The wind and snow were so strong on the way that it was impossible for me to walk. My mother had brought a lot of things and couldn’t carry me, so she had to drag me along. I don’t know how many hours we walked, but when we finally arrived, the ice and snow had frozen my shoes to my feet, and the pain made me howl.
After that, I often complained of leg pain. The pain was unbearable—until I began practicing. My mother said, “That is the root of the illness you contracted when you were five years old, from being exposed to the blizzard that year.” As I grew older, my arthritis got worse. I could sense the weather change in advance more accurately than the forecast. I said, “Mom, I’m done for. I won’t make it to old age before I’m paralyzed.” My mother also worried about me.
Fortunately, at the age of 32, I began practicing Falun Dafa, and compassionate Master saved me.