(Minghui.org) I suffered from multiple illnesses before I began practicing Falun Dafa in 1998, including postpartum depression, severe insomnia, headaches, dizziness, and weakness. My heart would race, and at night I often felt as if something was pressing down on me, leaving me unable to move and making beathing difficult. With a monthly salary of less than 200 yuan, one-third of it went toward medical treatment and medication.
Even more alarming was when I passed through a graveyard in April 1998, I became startled. Within days, I began feeling unwell and developed a low-grade fever of 37.2°C (99°F). By mid-May, I discovered a small cyst the size of a peach pit on my body and went to the hospital for treatment. After I returned home, I was unable to sleep at all, and my temperature rose to 37.5°C (99.5°F).
I visited every major hospital in the county and city, consulted with many specialists, yet none could identify the cause of my illness. Neither Western nor traditional Chinese medicine worked. I even consulted several witchdoctors, but they all said I had lost my soul, and they couldn’t offer me a cure. Two months later, my condition deteriorated, and my husband was at his wits’ end. Although I was only 33 years old that year, people assumed I was in my late 40s.
Long-term insomnia left my head throbbing with unbearable pain; it felt heavy and impossible to lift. My vision became blurred, and I couldn’t bear to open my eyes due to dizziness. My ears buzzed incessantly like a chorus of cicadas. My legs felt as if weighed down by lead, dragging with every step. Anxiety mingled with dread. I couldn’t eat, and paced restlessly at home.
When the headache became unbearable, I would start to vomit. My heart would pound so violently that I would be unable to stand, forcing me to crouch down, trembling, and curl up in a ball. At those moments, I feared I might die. Day after day, I endured this agony. Because I dared not stay home alone, I forced myself to go to work, clinging to the company of others.
I finally learned about Falun Dafa from my co-worker, and she lent me a copy of the book Zhuan Falun. After reading for a short while, I closed my eyes because I dared not keep them open for long, for fear of a headache. At that moment, a tiny black-and-white Falun, no bigger than a button, flew from the book toward my head. I actually dozed off!
That evening, I attended the nearest Fa study group, where practitioners taught me how to sit cross-legged. I listened as they read the Fa teachings, and joined them in practicing the meditation, one of the five exercises of the practice. That night, lying in bed, I fell asleep and slept soundly for over two hours. I was overjoyed—hope returned for the first time in nearly ninety days, and my brain finally got some rest!
After practicing the exercises and studying the teachings for just a few days, my sleep pattern returned to normal. I could fall asleep as soon as I lay down, I no longer tossed and turned, and my insomnia vanished!
I then developed a fever of 38°C (100.4°), but I didn’t feel uncomfortable. Since I hadn’t studied the Fa teachings enough, and lacked understanding, I didn’t realize that Master was purifying my body. So I went to a small clinic for IV drips. After several days, there was no improvement. On the final day, I lost my wallet, and I realized then that perhaps I no longer needed the injections.
I went back to the Fa study group that evening. Fellow practitioners read Master’s Fa teachings on illness and karma, and shared articles with me. I understood, so I went home and decided to throw away all the medications. From that point on, I devoted myself to cultivation. Gradually, all my previous ailments vanished, and I never again needed to take medicine or get injections.
The joy of obtaining the Fa motivated me to diligently study and memorize the Fa teachings, ensuring I never slacked off with my exercises. Through studying the Fa, I came to understand the principles of being a good person, realizing that humans originate from higher realms, and that only by cultivating virtue can we return there. Embracing these profound truths helped me let go of fame and gain, many bad habits, years of resentment toward others, and begin to live harmoniously with people, and treat others with genuine kindness.
Practicing Falun Dafa has not only made me healthy and energetic, but has also rejuvenated me. Shortly after I began practicing, I stopped using cosmetics. Several colleagues at work, all younger than me, have gradually developed wrinkles on their faces, while my skin has become smooth and glowing. Everyone knows it’s because I practice Falun Dafa.
I will turn sixty this year, and I have some gray hair, but I still have no wrinkles on my face. I’ve been told countless times by my former co-workers during class reunions, and even by people at the markets, that my age doesn’t match my appearance, and each time I reply, “I practice Falun Dafa!”
In fact, it’s not just me; I’ve noticed that many practitioners are the same, looking younger than their actual age. Weng, who turns sixty-five this year, also has smooth, delicate, wrinkle-free skin. I know this is due to the wonder of Falun Dafa, which is a practice that cultivates both mind and body.
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