(Minghui.org) Greetings, Master! Greetings, fellow practitioners!
Thank you, Master Li, for giving us the opportunity to share our cultivation experiences at the fahui. I would like to report to Master my experiences while persistently visiting rural markets to distribute truth-clarification materials.
I returned home a few years ago after living in another city. I wanted to join practitioners in saving sentient beings, but I didn’t know where to begin.
I usually worked in the mornings and rested in the afternoon, so I decided to use the afternoons to distribute informational materials. I rode my electric tricycle around the city, but only handed out only a few flyers, sometimes none at all. I was spending time without accomplishing much. Meanwhile, I still had to manage my work and household chores. I hadn’t found the right balance between cultivation, work, and family life, and I felt exhausted and anxious.
I shared my situation with another practitioner, who suggested that I read the Dafa books Monday through Friday and go to the markets on weekends to distribute truth-clarifying materials. I followed her suggestion, and it worked very well. I have maintained this routine for seven years.
There were many people at the markets, and many of them rode electric tricycles, so I began placing the flyers in the corners of their rear cargo boxes, where they would not be conspicuous. I distributed about 20 at each market.
I routinely visited two or three markets during each outing to avoid attracting the authorities’ attention. It was tiring, but effective. Repeated use has worn out several bags for carrying the materials. I often rode the tricycle over 40 miles a day and have replaced it several times. I replace its battery once a year.
After distributing the materials for some time, I noticed some of the pamphlets lying unread in a car. I felt discouraged and no longer wanted to distribute them. A few times, I was supposed to go to the markets but stayed home instead. However, I felt unsettled, and eventually went out again.
That day, I saw an older man carefully reading the pamphlet I had distributed earlier. I realized that Master was encouraging me. I said to myself, “Master, I was wrong. I will definitely continue.”
In the markets, I have encountered several moments that really moved me.
Once, while I was distributing flyers at a market, a man on a motorcycle followed me. When he caught up with me, he said, “I love reading Falun Dafa materials, but I haven’t seen any in years. Are you from the city?”
Seeing that he meant no harm, I replied, “Yes.”
He asked, “When will the Communist Party (CCP) collapse? I hope it happens soon.”
I said, “It will fall when the time comes; that is Heaven’s will.”
Just as I was about to mention quitting the CCP and its affiliated organizations, someone across the street called out to him. He quickly hid the materials and went over to speak with them. Unfortunately, I missed the opportunity to help him quit the Party.
Another time, I placed a pamphlet on an older man’s vehicle. When he noticed it, he immediately picked it up and carefully put it in his bag. I was very happy. With so many people waiting to be saved, I wanted to do better and not let sentient beings down.
I have also encountered dangerous situations. Sometimes, people have chased me, and at other times, verbally abused me. Still, with Master’s protection, I have made it through safely.
I once accidentally bumped my tricycle into a vehicle while placing some materials on the windshield. The driver turned and yelled at me, “You have two eyes, can’t you see? You are useless.” I was not upset. Actually, I laughed, thinking it was funny. I was trying to save him, yet he was cursing me.
Another time, I bumped into a tricycle in front of me and was thrown into the middle of the road. I immediately got up and was fine. I knew Master was always by my side, protecting me.
However, I sometimes felt afraid. One year during the Lantern Festival I went to a market even though it was drizzling. While I was placing a flyer on a tricycle, a man who had been watching from a distance suddenly ran toward me, shouting, “What are you doing?” I was frightened. I didn’t want to be caught, and I was thinking of going back to work after the Lantern Festival. So I hopped on my bike and rode away. He kept shouting, “Quick, catch her!” Fortunately, no one listened, and I managed to get away safely.
The more I thought about what had happened, the more frightened I felt. Negative thoughts kept surfacing. I was previously imprisoned for three years because of my faith, and the shadows of that oppressive environment still lingered. I didn’t dare go outside for several days. But as I continued reading the Fa, much of my fear gradually eased, and I resumed distributing flyers and booklets. Later, I encountered another dangerous situation.
After an incident in which a driver deliberately drove into people in southern China, the government grew increasingly vigilant and police officers began patrolling the morning markets. One day when I arrived at a market, I saw a group of them examining a truth-clarification booklet they had found on a tricycle. My fear suddenly welled up. Although I rejected it in my mind and sent righteous thoughts, I was still afraid. A flood of negative thoughts filled my mind. I rode my tricycle to a secluded corner, took off my jacket and hat, then headed home.
I realized that fear is a stumbling block in my efforts to save people. It had seriously hindered my ability to assist Master in Fa-rectification and to save sentient beings. I said to Master, “I must eliminate this fear.”
Sometimes when fear arises, I recite Master’s poem “What’s to Fear?” from Hong Yin II, and my fear dissipates as I do. With Master’s blessings and Dafa’s guidance, my fear has gradually diminished, and I have continued cultivating steadfastly.
Over the years of distributing truth-clarification materials, I have overcome many difficulties.
The weather in my area varies greatly throughout the year. In the summer, I have to get up early; otherwise, the markets are deserted by the time I arrive. When it is very hot, I return home drenched in sweat. Winters are extremely cold. After riding my tricycle for hours, my fingers ache and feel as if they are being cut by a knife, yet I have to take off my gloves to hand out materials. By the time I get home, I am freezing.
Each outing requires more than three hours of nonstop riding. Sometimes, when I am in a hurry, I don’t have time to eat breakfast. On my way to the rural market, I can encounter thick fog, heavy rain, snow, or strong winds. I recite the Fa whenever I face difficulties.
In winter, the electric tricycle’s battery has a shorter lifespan, I may have to push the tricycle home, which is exhausting. Many times, when I see the battery running low, I pray to Master to help it last so I can make it home. Sure enough, the battery lasts just long enough for me to arrive home.
Sometimes, a tire will be punctured by a nail so badly that it cannot be patched and must be replaced. For safety, I don’t carry a cell phone when I go out, but I always have some cash with me. A day of riding over bumpy roads leaves me exhausted, but as soon as I do the exercises, I am back to normal.
I am nearly 60 years old, but I have never felt old at heart. I always try to leave the nearby areas to older practitioners and ride my tricycle to the more distant places. In remote areas that don’t have Dafa practitioners, I want people to learn about the Fa. Every time I finish distributing materials in a location, I thank Master in my heart for his compassion in saving sentient beings. I also thank him on their behalf.
I place great importance on sending righteous thoughts. Before each outing, I ask Master to protect me, place an invisible shield around me so evildoers cannot see me, to ensure that people with a predestined connection receive the materials, and to eliminate all negative notions about Falun Dafa from their minds. What I am doing is the most righteous act in the universe, and the old forces are not allowed to interfere.
With firm faith in Master and an unwavering commitment to Dafa, I have continued to distribute materials at rural markets year after year.
In the days ahead, I will diligently correct every thought and action, align with the Fa, and return to my true self.
(Selected submission for the 23rd China Fa Conference on Minghui.org)