(Minghui.org) During the Chinese Communist Party’s (CCP) “Up to the Mountains and Down to the Countryside” movement in the 1960s, I was sent to the grasslands of Inner Mongolia—I was only 17. Far from my home and family, I endured great hardship. I eventually made my way to the city where I live now. I have worked and raised a family here for five decades.
The pressures of life left me physically and mentally exhausted. When I was in my 30s, I began suffering from tachycardia, insomnia, and dizziness, making it difficult to sustain a six-day workweek. In 1998, I arrived at a turning point.
I Begin Practicing Falun Dafa
When my former company went bankrupt, I became unemployed and stayed at home. I visited my in-laws during the National Holiday and saw portraits of Master and the Falun emblem (law wheel) hanging on the wall. I asked my father-in-law, “You’ve always been a Buddhist. How come you started believing in a young man now?” My father-in-law said sternly, “Don’t speak carelessly if you don’t understand.”
My father-in-law had received a limited education and was not eloquent, so he showed me a copy of Essentials for Further Advancement. I began reading it and when I came to the article: “Practicing Cultivation After Retirement,” the seed of cultivation hidden deep in my heart suddenly stirred. This wasn’t something a non-practitioner could articulate. That same day, I brought home a copy of Essentials for Further Advancement and the recordings of Master’s lectures given in Jinan City.
After the holidays, when my husband went to work and my daughter went to school, I began listening to the recordings of Master’s lectures. Even before I finished listening to the second lecture, I could feel a spinning sensation in my lower abdomen. I knew Master was installing a Falun for me. Soon after, I fell into a deep and comfortable sleep. I was surprised when I woke up, wondering how I fell asleep so quickly—and on my back. For years, I had only been able to sleep on my right side. Sleeping on my back was something I hadn’t been able to do for a very long time, as I couldn’t put pressure on the left side where my heart is, and lying flat on my back left me short of breath. Dafa is truly miraculous!
I began reading Zhuan Falun every day. I was often overcome with emotion and wept. I thought, “Master, Master, I finally found you!”
I had a vivid dream during that time: I was in a narrow alley, struggling to push an old bicycle that was heavily laden with a large, bulky bundle. I couldn’t find my way out, and a huge black pig was wallowing in the mud ahead—how could I possibly get past it? I was utterly exhausted! Suddenly, a door appeared in the wall to my right, revealing two goddess-like figures seated on a raised platform. As I gripped the handlebars, they pulled the bicycle up. I thanked them profusely, then looked up and wondered, “How am I supposed to get up there?” Just then, I saw a man walking up a flight of stairs to the side; I followed close behind, walking up the stairs, all the while wondering how I could thank him for leading me out.
When I woke up from the dream I realized that Master saved me and led me through the door of Dafa cultivation. I felt so fortunate to have obtained the Fa.
With continuous Fa-study, all my illnesses disappeared. My body felt light and relaxed. In my dreams I felt I was able to walk without touching the ground and I could fly over the trees. I looked down at the ground from above, and I saw wondrous sights in another dimension. I truly experienced happiness unlike anything I’d ever felt before. I was amazed at my transformation.
Clarifying the Truth to Everyone I Meet
When the CCP first began to persecute Dafa in 1999, non-practitioners were deceived by the Party’s lies, and they were hostile towards Master, Dafa, and Dafa practitioners. Seeing such a great Fa being treated so unjustly, I often had a competitive mentality when I clarified the facts to people.
I remember in the early days, when I started talking to people about Dafa and the persecution, I saw a woman doing fitness exercises in front of my residential building. I went over to her and said, “Falun Dafa is very beneficial in resolving illnesses and keeping fit.” She retorted, “You’re involved in politics.” I immediately got agitated and my fighting mentality surfaced. I replied, “We don’t participate in politics, nor do we seek political rights. Besides, politics isn’t the CCP’s exclusive—isn’t someone deprived of political rights only when they receive the death penalty?” She didn’t know what to say and left angrily. I saw her two more times, but she ignored me when I greeted her. I knew I was wrong to have been confrontational. One cannot help Master save people with a competitive mentality.
Later, through intensively studying Master’s lectures, I became mature in truth-clarification and I could handle situations with wisdom. In my daily life, I clarified the facts to whomever I encountered, including neighbors, couriers, meter readers, renovation workers, as well as people at the bus stop, in shopping malls, and supermarkets. When I met someone who was indifferent or unwilling to talk, I clarified the truth about Dafa from different perspectives so they understood.
One time, I was on a bus which had just stopped on a busy downtown street. Most of the passengers got off, but then bus broke down. With only three passengers including myself left on board, the young driver said, “Don’t get off; wait for the next bus, and I’ll help you get on.” He began cleaning the inside of the bus.
I realized this was no coincidence and a great opportunity to clarify the truth to these people. I walked over to the driver and said, “Please remember ‘Falun Dafa is good! Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good!’ By doing so, this will ensure your safety and you’ll receive blessings!”
He looked up and said “Sure.” After I clarified the facts to him, he soon agreed to quit the CCP. I even unplugged the USB drive from my phone containing truth-clarification content and gave it to him. He said, “Do you have another one for yourself?” I replied, “It’s fine—I am giving this to you; go ahead and share it with people you know.” He thanked me and accepted it gladly.
I returned to my seat to continue talking to the other two passengers. One of them used his real name to quit the Party, but sadly the other one refused to quit. Soon after, the other bus arrived.
During these years of truth-clarification, I enlightened that as long as I have the heart to help Master save people, he will bring predestined people to me.
Another time, on the same bus route, a smartly dressed young man boarded midway. From his conversation with the driver, I gathered he was heading to a government office for business; he had parked his car nearby and then got on the bus. He sat right in front of me so I began to talk to him. During our conversation, I realized he had sound judgment and clear insights into the workings of the CCP. I clarified the facts to him and he gladly quit the Party.
All these people were arranged by Master to hear the truth about Dafa from me.
Over the years, when facing harassment from the local police and community management committee, I viewed them as people to be saved. In our interactions, I knew that most of them were forced to do this, and only a few actively persecuted practitioners. So, no matter whether under the guise of “door-knocking,” “taking photos,” or the “Zero-Out” campaign, I always took the opportunity to clarify the facts to them. They listened attentively and some even asked questions about Dafa. Many learned the truth, sensed the sincerity of a practitioner’s heart, and stopped coming to my door to harass me.
Once, a police officer who already knew the truth came by with the station chief and another officer. He looked somewhat embarrassed and said, “I didn’t want to bring them here.” Then he left with his head down.
Understanding his difficult position, I welcomed the chief and the other officer. After I clarified the truth in depth, they both decided to quit the Party and its affiliated organizations. In the ensuing “Zero-Out” campaign, no one from the local police station came to harass me.
Treasuring Family Relationships
I’d been thinking about my relatives back home for a long time. When my parents were still alive, I brought copies of the Nine Commentaries on the Communist Party to give to relatives in my hometown. My cousin worked in a local government agency. He heard about the Nine Commentaries a long time ago, but didn’t get a chance to read it. This time, when he saw me, he anxiously asked if I had the Nine Commentaries and who wrote it. He was among many others who were looking for it.
Around 2002, I read Master’s lecture Teachings From a Tour of North America to my mother who was in her 80s. After hearing a few passages of the Fa, she said, “I dare say, perhaps this is the coming of the Prophet Isa!” Isa is a prophet in Islamic tradition said to save humanity in the period of Last Havoc.
I also mailed Master’s articles entitled “How Humankind Came To Be” and “Why the Creator Seeks to Save All Life” to my relatives.
Dafa has brought so many blessings to our family. My daughter and granddaughter also believe in Master and Dafa. One time, when police officers came to harass me, my daughter was in the bedroom and listened to me talking to the police officers. Her faith in Dafa gave her wisdom and power; she walked out of the bedroom and said sincerely, “They [Dafa practitioners] are truly saving people!”
Even though my husband does not practice, he knows that Dafa is a high-level Fa for saving people. He has been a great help in truth-clarification. Whether he is facing harassment at his doorstep from police or community workers, or simply talking with old friends, he can always talk clearly about Dafa and the persecution with righteous thoughts. Our whole family is immersed in the Buddha light!
Conclusion
Although I’ve practiced Falun Dafa for many years, I still haven’t eliminated some attachments, such as vanity and self-interest. Many times I’ve felt depressed or I’ve slacked off. I clearly remember once, when I felt down, I said in my heart, “Master, the task you gave me is a bit hard, and I can’t handle it well.” That night, just as I was about to fall asleep, I saw a multitude of gold and silver stars gathering beneath my feet. They soon transformed into golden lotus petals, eventually forming a massive lotus blossom—yet one petal was missing. I immediately realized Master was encouraging me to continue. There are many diligent local practitioners and we encourage each other.
Fellow practitioners, on our cultivation path, if we don’t do well at a certain time or fail to pass a test, don’t feel unduly burdened. Just try to do better next time. Our Master is immensely compassionate and we shouldn’t let him down.
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