A Young Practitioner's Cultivation Experience: Through Wind and Rain, Assisting Master in Fa-rectification
(Clearwsidom.net) I am a young Dafa disciple from Heilongjiang Province in China. I was born on May 13, 1992. My mom says I was a premature baby, coming six weeks early so that I could be born on this date (1). I will talk about my course of cultivation below.
1. Obtain the Fa, Study the Fa, Cultivate myself
I started cultivating with my parents at the age of four. At that time I was the youngest practitioner at the group practice site, but I went to all the practices and activities to spread Dafa. Since I could not read by myself then, I listened to the adults read or watched Master's lecture tapes.
At the practice site many elderly men and women put their legs down after they started to feel pain in the double-lotus position. No matter how badly they hurt, I did not put my legs down. My dad whispered to me, "Put your legs down if they hurt!" I did not make a sound. Only tears rolled down. I thought of what Master said, "When it is difficult to endure, try to endure it. When it looks impossible and is said to be impossible, give it a try and see if it is possible." (Zhuan Falun, Third Translation Edition Updated in March 2000) Many elderly women ashamedly said, "We are not even as capable as a four-year-old."
2. Through wind and rain, assisting Master in Fa-rectification
My parents went to Beijing to appeal on April 25, 1999. My grandmother stayed home with me. I was very young and did not know what happened. My parents returned three days later but our family Fa study group was dismissed from that day. Immediately following July 20 my parents were put under surveillance after appealing to the provincial government. Our phones were tapped, the local police frequently came to our house and harassed us, and my father was sometimes followed and tracked. Those elderly men and women whom we knew very well were afraid to greet us on the street. Terror was everywhere.
In order for fellow practitioners to promptly see Master's new articles and Minghui Weekly, I volunteered for delivery work at the age of 11. Sometimes it is inconvenient for my parents to deliver, and as a child, I am not easily noticed. Many practitioners were afraid to receive the material, but seeing me give it to them made them look at their fear, and eventually took they it. In these years no matter wind or rain, I have not delayed giving the material to practitioners, and have always promptly handed it to them.
I also spread truth-clarification material with my parents. Every time I filled my backpack with material. My mom and I formed a group. My dad and another practitioner formed another. In a few hours we would have finished distributing a couple thousand copies.
One time we went to the nearby countryside to deliver materials. My mom and I traveled on the south side, and my dad and the other practitioner traveled on the north side. My mom pasted the material and I distributed to various places around. We walked into a yard and the front door of the house was unlocked. I went in and placed the truth-clarification material by the window. When I came out there was a big black dog that startled me. But immediately I silently told the black dog, "You cannot bite me, I came to save people." The big dog did not make a sound.
Another time my dad and I wrote "Falun Dafa is Good" on a wall. We only paid attention to the writing, and did not notice there was someone behind us. That person asked, "What are you doing?" Because it was dark we could not see the person's face. Listening to the voice, it sounded like a man. Dad replied, "Take a look and you'll see." That person walked up to it and looked. My dad led me away. To this day the "Falun Dafa is Good" that my dad and I wrote is still on the wall. I paste truth clarification material with my grandmother. My grandmother is sometimes afraid and she does not paste neatly. I go back and fix it so it is neat. People on the street see this and smile at me.
In May 2002, twenty or more people suddenly barged into our house, handcuffed my parents and grandmother, and took them away. I did not cry. I used a public phone and called an elderly practitioner I knew, and told her about my parents being taken away. This way, things could be planned out. I went to school as usual in the afternoon.
After my parents were taken away, I lived temporarily with my aunt. She is not a practitioner so I lost an environment of Fa study and practice. I did not speak much in school and I was silent after school. After doing homework I would stand by the door and look out in the distance. I hoped so much for my mom to appear before my eyes because I missed her. Deep within, I shouted: Master! Can you help me let my mom come home? Sometimes I secretly wiped away the tears, afraid that my aunt would be worried if she saw them.
One time a woman I had not known came to school and said to me, "I am also a fellow practitioner. I know your parents. If you need anything come find me, I live at.... There is an elderly woman looking for you. Can you stop by my house after school?" I did not believe her at that time. I was afraid she was a bad person because I had never seen her at the practice site. I replied, "Then ask that lady to come to your house so I can see her." After school I went to her house and saw the elderly woman I knew. I hugged her and cried. It was as if I saw my long-lost relatives. The elderly woman I knew and everyone else in the room started to cry too. She told me: Dad and Mom aren't here. We Dafa disciples are a family. Let us know if you have any difficulties. I made an effort to nod.
My mom and grandmother righteously left the detention center after 70 days. My dad was sentenced to three years of forced labor, and sent to the local labor camp. My mom returned with scabies all over her. It seemed that she had serious heart disease. I lived with my mom in our adobe house. It was old and had been in disrepair. The roof leaked. When it rained hard outside, it rained inside. Everywhere in the house were troughs and bowls of all sizes. My mom lay on the bed and it was very hard for her to move around. Fellow practitioners later came to see her, and left rice and flour along with money for me to go to school. With the help of fellow practitioners, my mom and I lived through the hardest times.
In the beginning of 2003, my mom did local coordination work, Dafa work, and meanwhile she had a job in order to support the family. She was extremely busy and did not have much time to look after me. But I never complained. I knew she was doing the best and the most righteous thing. I wanted to assist my mom in doing Dafa work well.
3. Make good use of time to save sentient beings, catch up with Fa-rectification
Now fellow practitioners and I use the summer vacation to study the Fa, practice the exercises, and send forth righteous thoughts together. I really like to recite Master's poem "Determination" in Hong Yin II. I feel like I am advancing very quickly. I now can sit in the double-lotus position again. I will use the Fa to evaluate everything.
In September of 2004, my dad righteously returned home with the help and rescue efforts of fellow practitioners. But the evil had injected him with an unknown drug. Now he cannot walk. He has lost his memory. He is almost paralyzed, lies on the bed, and sometimes does not understand why my mom is so busy. I tell him that my mother is doing the greatest and most sacred thing, and how can he use human attachments to see things? Isn't that too selfish? At this time my dad does not say anything more. My mother is very busy and does not have time to look after my father. My grandmother and I stay home to look after him, study the Fa, and practice the exercises with him. We also help him outside to see the sun. Our family can be considered an instance of one-body cooperation.
Even though right now I am far from Master's requirements, I will continue to work hard, do well the three things that Master wants us to do, study the Fa well, cultivate myself well, send forth righteous thoughts, and clarify the truth to save sentient beings.
August 15, 2005
(1) May 13, 1992: Master Li's birthday; also the day on which Master Li first introduced Falun Gong to the public.