(Minghui.org) My father is a fellow Falun Gong practitioner in his 80s. Although he started to practice Dafa before the persecution began in 1999, he stopped when my mother and I suffered severe persecution.
In recent years, he resumed practicing, but struggles to recognize the solemnity and magnificence of cultivation fully. He used to joke that he was just tagging along with my mother and me. Influenced by atheism, he was noncommittal about the existence of gods and Buddhas.
However, recently my father’s celestial eye opened, and he saw some extraordinary scenes. I would like to share about them here to attest to the miraculous nature of Dafa. At the same time, I hope this reminds fellow practitioners not to slack off, but to cherish the limited time remaining, and keep up with the Fa-rectification process.
Immortals Appeared During the Exercises
I live with my parents, and three of us get up every morning to practice. A few days ago, my father told me afterwards that two female immortals came to our home and did the exercises with us, then left after we sent forth righteous thoughts at 6 a.m.
My father described them doing the standing exercises by the rugs in the living room, and then they sat on the rug during meditation, one on each side of the television. He wanted to speak to them, but they just smiled, gesturing not to talk, and then bowed to him with their hands pressed together. He was puzzled as to where they came from.
I explained that this was a vision from his celestial eye, and all was happening in another dimension. He pondered this with a confused expression. Usually he only meditates for 30 to 40 minutes every morning, then rushes off to make breakfast. I had tried to persuade him to finish the full hour, but he wouldn’t listen. In light of the vision, I brought up this topic again, reminding him not to disrupt the immortals’ exercises. He agreed, and since then has consistently meditated for an hour. Sometimes he clearly has a lot of pain in his legs, yet he persists.
The next morning, after we finished practice, my father told me the two female immortals were there again. He said they were dressed in ancient attire, one wearing white and the other green, and they bowed to him with their palms pressed together before vanishing in the doorway. He was still wondering where they had come from.
That evening, after we sent forth righteous thoughts at 6 p.m., my father said excitedly, “Guess how many beings visited this time? Four.” He described two newcomers around 20 years old, both wearing blue dresses, and looking very beautiful. The four immortals sat in a row on the rug, all facing Master’s portrait, and sent forth righteous thoughts with our group.
While sending righteous thoughts, I had called out loudly to my mother, somewhat unkindly, when I saw her hand drooping. My father said they all turned to look at me, so he asked me not to do that again. I felt truly ashamed, and resolved to break this habit.
Over the past few days, my father has seen three very beautiful female immortals visit every day, wearing pale yellow exercise suits and tasseled shoes, with their hair tied back high above their heads.
One day, while meditating, my father suddenly burst out laughing. Afterwards, he explained that one of our visitors stood up during the meditation and walked over to me because I was drowsy, with my head hanging down and my back hunched. When she went to sit down again, she almost fell over, which made him laugh. Then she shyly pressed her palms together towards him.
He also told me that one of them helped correct my hand positions during the second exercise. He said all of the immortals sat gracefully and upright, and their movements were in perfect unison—it was truly a sight to behold.
Celestial Maidens Scattering Flowers
When we do the standing exercises every morning, my parents practice in the living room while I practice in my bedroom, separated by a glass door. One day, during the second exercise, my father suddenly walked into my room and grabbed me. Pointing at the chandelier in the living room, he said, “Look, two celestial maidens are scattering flowers up there.”
Later, he told me that the celestial maidens scattered flowers for three minutes, and the petals were shimmering with golden light. He said it was an incredibly beautiful scene. The three female immortals bowed and pressed their palms together toward the two celestial maidens.
One evening, when my mother and I returned home from a group Fa study session after 8 p.m., my father excitedly told us that two celestial maidens had come to our home and scattered flowers again at about 7:10 p.m. He thought they were doing it for him, but my mother and I realized it was because two veteran practitioners at our Fa study group were in a conflict. They share an apartment, and one was so sad she felt she couldn’t continue her cultivation. My mother and I stayed after Fa study and shared with them. We all recited Hong Yin together, and then at around 7:10 p.m. I sensed the material causing the conflict between them had dissolved.
The day before yesterday, when I was in the kitchen cooking lunch, my father ran over and told me that the celestial maidens were scattering flowers again. I sensed that this was because I discarded my attachments to comfort and laziness, and had given my mother a break from cooking lunch so she could go to a fellow practitioner’s home to recite the Fa together. That one unselfish action could truly reach the heavens.
Yesterday, while sending righteous thoughts at 6 a.m., my father said three maidens visited this time, scattering flowers.
Since beholding these wondrous scenes, my father has cultivated more diligently, which has also inspired my mother and me to do better. I believe such miraculous events are taking place in the homes of every Dafa practitioner, but most practitioners can’t see them since we usually cultivate with our celestial eyes closed.
With or without seeing, we should follow Master’s teaching: “No matter what happens, one must maintain good xinxing. Only through adhering to Dafa can one be truly right.” (Lecture Six, Zhuan Falun)
May we all cultivate diligently in Dafa and fulfill our missions, so we walk well the path arranged by Master without any regrets in this special historical time, and lead sentient beings back to the new cosmos.
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