(Minghui.org) Before I obtained the Fa, I had a rare gynecological disease that caused unbearable pain and confined me to bed every day. I went to hospitals twice a year, including provincial and municipal hospitals, and underwent pathology tests, but the doctors could never determine what illness I had. In July 2005, a doctor told my family, “We cannot cure her illness. Let her eat whatever she likes.” My family secretly cried outside my hospital room. When I heard them, I knew that my life was coming to an end, so I asked to go home.
Later, my older sister, who was practicing Falun Dafa, gave me a copy of Zhuan Falun. I read it over and over. At first, my eyesight was still blurry, but just a few days later, my vision became clear. I was improving day by day. My sister also gave me recordings of Master’s Fa lectures and taught me the Falun Gong exercises. As I studied the Fa, I gradually realized that Master was eliminating a large portion of my karma. The feeling of being free of illness, completely light, and at ease was wonderful. From then on, Dafa took root in my heart.
I have benefited from Dafa, and wanted to share it and the beauty of Dafa with people who did not yet know the truth about Dafa. I joined other practitioners to clarify the truth and save people. Here are just two examples.
One day, on my way home, I saw an elderly woman wandering along a dilapidated road. I approached her and asked if she needed help. It turned out that she was lost, so I accompanied her to the bus stop. Along the way, I told her about the history of the Chinese Communist Party (CCP), the staged “Tiananmen Square self-immolation” incident, the hidden-character stone in Guizhou, and why it was important to withdraw from the CCP and its affiliated organizations. Once she understood the truth, she said, “Please help me withdraw. I joined one of their organizations, but I don’t want to be part of it anymore.” When we parted, she said happily, “Thank you. I never knew that Falun Gong was so good.”
On another day, after sending forth righteous thoughts at noon, I was on my way to a group Fa study. At a bus stop, I met a fourth-grade student who was waiting for a bus. I wanted to clarify the truth to him, but I noticed that he seemed very anxious. It turned out that his mother had forgotten her house key. She had returned from work but could not get into the house, so he was going home with his key so she could get in. The bus was taking a long time to arrive, and he was worried that he would not be able to get home in time. He asked if I could take him home. I invited him into my car. Along the way, I told him about the goodness of Dafa, explained that the “Tiananmen self-immolation” incident was staged, and talked with him about how to be a good child by following Dafa’s principles of Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance. He happily withdrew from the CCP’s Young Pioneers. He also said he would tell his classmates at school, “Falun Gong practitioners did not set themselves on fire. Our teacher lied to us.”
I have encountered many situations like these. I know that they are all Master’s careful arrangements. Sentient beings seem to end up in various situations in which they find Dafa disciples so they can learn the truth and distance themselves from the CCP.
I went to the marketplace with other practitioners almost every morning to look for people with predestined relationships and clarify the truth to them. One day, things went especially well, and many people chose to quit the CCP. Then a group of police suddenly arrived and surrounded another practitioner and me. One of the officers took our bags, and we were taken to the local police station. We later learned that an undercover police officer was at the market and reported us to the police.
The fellow practitioner and I maintained righteous thoughts during the arrest, and we continued sending righteous thoughts until evening. We were later taken to a hospital for medical examinations. The practitioner’s systolic blood pressure was 240, so she was sent home, while I was taken to a detention center. Because I reacted to this with human thoughts, tears kept streaming down my face. A female team leader came over and said, “We know that Falun Gong is very effective for improving health and curing illness. But someone reported you, so we can’t release you. There is a saying, ‛if no one reports it, the authorities do not investigate it. Since you are here, just stay calm.’ You’ll be home soon.”
I thought that perhaps Master was using her words to give me a hint. That night, I had a dream. There was a steep mountain in front of me. At the foot of the mountain was a rugged path, and beside it was a lake with crystal-clear water. Many practitioners were climbing the mountain. Some were close to the summit, some were still far from it, some were halfway up, while others stood still and did not move. One practitioner I knew was not climbing. He urged me, “Don’t climb anymore, it’s too dangerous, come down and keep me company.” I suddenly woke up. “Isn’t this trying to pull me down?” I immediately sat up and sent righteous thoughts, eliminating all the evil in other dimensions that was attempting to persecute me. This powerful righteous thought continued for about an hour and a half. Afterwards, I felt that the energy field around me had become much clearer.
The next morning, I got up, made my bed, washed up, and helped others fold their quilts. I also swept the floor, cleaned the windows, and mopped the floor. The women sharing the room all thought I was a good person, so I clarified the truth to them one by one. I noticed that one woman was wearing very little clothing, so I gave her my coat to wear. She also chose to withdraw from the CCP.
Two of the female guards were deeply poisoned by the CCP’s propaganda. They treated me viciously and even said that they wanted to cut open my abdomen to see what the Falun looked like. When I tried to clarify the truth to them, they cursed me even more harshly. I sent forth righteous thoughts. Not long afterward, the police department conducted internal medical examinations, and both women were found to have lung nodules and were unable to come to work.
On the day I was released, a guard told me, “If you don’t write the three statements, we won’t let you go home.” I smiled and said to him, “That’s not up to you to decide. I have our great Master. You will see that I go home today.” In the end, I did not write anything and returned home.
After I returned home from the detention center, my husband, son, and daughter-in-law got together and tried to persuade me to stop going to the marketplace to clarify the truth. My husband even took a month off from work to stay home and keep an eye on me. I remained unmoved. I studied the Fa, did the exercises, and sent forth righteous thoughts. Whenever I had time, I knelt before Master’s portrait and offered incense, asking Master to help me: “My husband, as an ordinary person, cannot control me. I am under your care. I am a Dafa disciple, and I want to go out and save people.”
After a few days, my husband received a notice from his workplace asking him to return to work. In this way, the evil factors that had attempted to use my family to continue persecuting me were disintegrated. I continue to walk steadily on the great path of assisting Master in Fa-rectification.