(Clearwisdom.net) I live in a remote mountain village, and we have to walk a fairly long, rugged mountain path before we reach the town center. No matter what happens in the outside world, nothing ever concerns me, a country lady with little literacy. Thanks to Master's compassion and the power of Dafa, I was able to obtain the Fa despite living in such an obscure area. I thank Master from the bottom of my heart.

Master is concerned for each and every sentient being. Due to Master's meticulous arrangement, an uncle in my village married a kind lady who worked in the town center area. She obtained the Fa in 1997, and she started to spread the Fa to my aunt and me in our village. We obtained the Fa in 1998. Since then quite a few fellow villagers have started to practice cultivation. Also, many local villagers believe that "Falun Dafa is good" and "Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good". They have been blessed as a result and obtained true happiness.

Though I haven't been practicing diligently enough, I never waver in my belief in Master or the Fa. Master protects me at all times. Now I would like to share with you the miraculous experiences of my cultivation and how Master protects me.

I suffered from a kidney stone before I started to cultivate Dafa. The stone was discharged from my body without any medication after I started cultivation. Since then I have been more determined in my belief in Master and Dafa.

My aunt and I went to Beijing to validate the Fa despite huge difficulties in July 2000. Though we had never been to anywhere far away from our village, we managed to let go of the fear. I also buried my concern for my two young sons and my husband. Because we didn't have any experience in validating the Fa and were not mature, we were arrested soon after we arrived in Beijing. Plainclothes police sent us to a place where practitioners from all around the country were illegally detained. We were not able to communicate with other practitioners because they couldn't understand our dialect and we couldn't understand them. Fellow practitioners knew we were from a remote mountain area as soon as they saw us. They gave us a big thumbs-up and said that we were remarkable to have the courage to step out to validate the Fa. Master had used these practitioners to encourage us. We didn't have any fear and our minds had no human thought. Fellow practitioners practiced the exercises and we followed along with them. They recited the Fa and we listened to them as we couldn't recite it. We couldn't understand the police's questions and they couldn't understand us either.

Three days later, we were released. We were plunged into a sea of people in Beijing. We felt that Beijing was too big and we didn't know where to go. We were like kids who had lost their way and felt so helpless that we wanted to cry. Just at that time a practitioner who was once detained with us kindly came to us and said, "Master said that two disciples are having difficulty and asked me to come to help. You are them, I believe."

We were so touched that we wanted to cry. Thank you Master for your protection and for sending a fellow practitioner to help us so that we could communicate with each other. I spoke Mandarin with much difficulty and with a strong accent, but the practitioner could understand me. She came from Shandong Province. I could understand her Mandarin as well. She bought train tickets for us and took us to a hotel. We were very happy that night because we shared experiences with her, a veteran practitioner, and we felt we had improved in the Fa. This also demonstrated the miraculousness and profoundness of cultivating Dafa.

My husband was very naive and didn't fully know the evil of the CCP. After we went to Beijing, he was so anxious that he reported it to the police. Thus my aunt and I became targets overnight in our area. The county police department, the court, town police station and the district officials isolated and interrogated us and demanded we turn in our Dafa books. We didn't cooperate with them, and my family members hid the Dafa books in a safe place. With Master's protection we managed to overcome this. However, our names were listed in the county government's records. We clarified the facts about Dafa to fellow villagers and gave the book Zhuan Falun to the district secretary. On politically sensitive days, when officials from the county government called the secretary for Falun Gong information, he dealt with them each time. Before he retired, he arranged for my husband to work in the district government. I knew in my heart that Master had arranged that to protect us.

I went to the mountain to pick fruit from trees in October 2008, and I fell from about six meters high. I couldn't move at the time, but I remained conscious and knew to ask Master for help. I called Master for help several times before I fell unconscious. After I came to my senses, I thought to myself that I am a Dafa practitioner and would be all right. Then I slowly got up and went home.

After I got home, my whole body was sore. My husband had to help me when I turned my body, went to bed or got up. He knew that I wouldn't go to a hospital, and he felt a lot of anger and despair. In the beginning he took good care of me. However, he later tried to scare me. The evil elements of the old forces used him to try to avert me from my belief in Master and Dafa and from passing the test with righteous thoughts. "How to demonstrate my righteous belief in Dafa and how determined I was to believe in Master and Dafa when I was in tribulations" were the questions I had to face. No matter how painful my body was, I persevered in doing the five sets of exercises until I finished them. I studied the Fa and practiced the exercises when I was not working in the fields.

I didn't pass stool for seven days, and my husband became very nervous. He said to me, "Your internal organs have been injured. This can't be normal." I replied, "Yes it is abnormal. Master is straightening out the internal organs for me." I thought to myself: I have five bowls of rice every day, totaling thirty-five bowls in seven days. I didn't have any stool but my belly was not swollen at all. Everything was fine. On the ninth day, everything became normal again and I felt great. My husband looked at me and said, "You people who practice Falun Gong, it is indeed true that you don't need any medication."

There are numerous amazing episodes from my cultivation experiences. Above are only a few examples. Every time I have tribulations, as long as my heart is right, Master will definitely help me to walk my path righteously and miracles will happen. I am always deeply moved by Master's immense compassion. Every miracle makes my whole family further believe in Master and the power of Dafa.