Striving Forward and Assisting Master in Fa-rectification (Part 5 of 5)
Part 1: http://www.clearwisdom.net/html/articles/2011/11/13/129448.html
Part 2: http://www.clearwisdom.net/html/articles/2011/11/18/129551.html
Part 3: http://www.clearwisdom.net/html/articles/2011/11/21/129610.html
Part 4: http://www.clearwisdom.net/html/articles/2011/11/22/129635.html)
In my cultivation, I've been in three car accidents, and each time I enlightened to requirements of the Fa. After the first accident I got up and said, “I am all right,” and I was. The second time when a cargo truck hit me, I climbed out from underneath the truck and went straight to the driver to tell him I was okay. The driver was from Hong Kong, and seemed to be in a state of shock as he kept repeating, “I’ve hit someone, I’ve hit someone.” I gently got his attention and told him, “I'm all right. I'm the one you hit.” Because he did not believe me, he walked around the truck and checked everything carefully and only then did he believe me. This second accident, I focused entirely on how others felt. The third accident happened as I was walking on the sidewalk, and a car hit me. Yet it was if the car had not hit me at all. I was busy taking care of things for Dafa. (I was all right, but in another dimension I saw Master's Fashen hit by the car. Master has endured so much for us.)
- From the author
Clarifying the Facts about Falun Gong to the Procuratorate
I was illegally detained in a very evil forced labor camp for three years. The guards were annoyed that I was always helping fellow practitioners. They thought I wasn’t being brutalized enough, so they sent me to Team 2. They guards said that Team 1 was heaven and Team 2 was hell. At the time of my transfer, they even attempted to lengthen my sentence.
I wrote a letter to the Procuratorate, exposing the evil persecution in the labor camp and told the team leader to send it. The warden seemed scared and I told him, “I have not committed any crime, but you have by illegally imprisoning me. You also dictated that, because I had not been 'transformed' and refused to do did slave labor, you would extend my sentence. I will never accept this.”
A staff member from the Procuratorate came to visit me three times. He was a kind person. I said, “I am innocent. They arrested me because I talked openly about Falun Gong. Why can't I talk about Falun Gong? I have done nothing wrong. I did not set off bombs or kill people. So I am asking why they arrested me and sentenced me to three years.” He seemed sympathetic and said, “To be safe, do not go back to Guangxi Province anymore.” I told him I needed to go back there. He replied, “You will be released soon. Why didn’t you write to me sooner?” He began to criticize the guards in the forced labor camp, saying “How could you treat Falun Gong practitioners like this?” The warden immediately transferred me back to the education team, claiming that they had not “taught” me well enough.
Saving the Collaborators with Compassion
There were a few collaborators in the labor camp that always tried to influence me with fake Buddhist doctrines. They slyly told me, “You are very kind. You should learn things from Guanyin Bodhisattva.” I said, “You should remember Master. You have all benefited from Dafa. Don’t you remember what your health was like prior to learning Dafa? Have you really forgotten so much so fast? No God is providing salvation at this time. Only Master is, and Bodhisattva Guanyin is studying Zhuan Falun in other realms. Why would you study Guanyin now? You were studying what she is studying.” In this environment it was hard to pass xinxing tests at times. The collaborators reported on me everyday. My only thoughts were how to clear them of their faulty notions and awaken them to Dafa again.
One collaborator was a doctor, and practitioners would not talk to her, yet I worked with her every day. Some practitioners resented her and asked me, “Why do you work with her? She reports on you on a daily basis.” I replied, “I am not afraid. If they want to report me, they can report me. That way they will leave the labor camp sooner and hopefully awaken sooner.” I said to all the collaborators, “If you want to report me, report me so that you can be released sooner. But don’t report the others.” The collaborators began reporting on me only, as they knew that I would not be mad at them.
After the collaborators reported on me, I was put in solitary confinement, beaten, sleep deprived, handcuffed, and allowed no bathroom breaks. I was not afraid when they beat me, as I did not feel the pain, and even though I was sleep deprived, I was not tired. The inmates who monitored me had to work until midnight, and they were always very tired. One night I needed to go to the bathroom, but I did not have the heart to wake them from their deep sleep (it was ordered that two inmates had to monitor me when I went to the bathroom). Instead I wet the bed. In the morning it was as if nothing had happened—the sheets were dry and clean. Maybe because of my consideration, Master helped me.
There were many rats in the room, and they came out at night and bit people. I sent forth righteous thoughts to eliminate them, and soon there were no rats in our room. Most of the collaborators returned to Dafa after they were released, including that doctor. Master is compassionate, as he only looks at people's attitude towards Dafa, not their mistakes.
Being a Judge within the Three Realms
I had numerous tribulations in my three years in the labor camp. During that time, my primordial spirit went out to the other dimensions to take care of things and accumulate virtue. I was a judge in the three realms, saving sentient beings and eliminating evil. Master asked me what kind of image I wanted to adopt in the other dimension to rectify the Fa. I asked for the image of a child. I thought if I became too stern it might not be good, even though I was a judge. I also wanted to consider others' feelings. So Master transformed me into a child.
The formless realm is the highest. If you want to cultivate to that realm, you have to do many good deeds and accumulate enormous merit. I cultivated to the realm of formlessness while I was in that labor camp. At this time, the tribulation was relatively small compare to the previous two times in the labor camps, as I did not ask for trouble, nor had I many attachments. It seemed relatively easy, as there was no interference from other dimensions.
I saw that beings were all learning Zhuan Falun in the other dimensions, but the content was different from the Zhuan Falun in this earthly dimension.
Deep Gratitude for Master
When my labor camp sentence was due to end, my primordial spirit followed Master whenever I went to sleep. I had cultivated to the realm of formlessness, and I saw numerous of Master's Fashen in other dimensions. It was wonderful. When someone reached the level of Consummation, it was a great moment: Beings of higher levels all come to see Master, who showed them my cultivation process. They were all deeply moved and said that this Dafa disciple enlightened well, and even though it was a winding course, she did not fall down or wander around at the same level for too long. She had cultivated upwards.
Master transformed me into a big lotus flower and held me close. When Master began doing big hand signs, I was floating along with the surrounding energy, and it felt wonderful. Master's tears were flowing, and I was very calm. Master held me closer and said, “You still need to cultivate.” Master's tears and mine flowed together. Master combined them together and turned them into sweet dew that I could take to my world. Wherever I spread dew, wonderful flowers would blossom, and because it contained Master's tears, I could see Master any time in my world.
The gods and the old forces in the other dimensions thought this was unfair and were jealous. They said this was unprecedented, and how could Master's tears mix with a god's tears? They asked Master, “Why do you treat her this way? Why should she benefit so much?” (Those gods' levels were much higher than mine.) Master said, “You all respect and admire me, but none of you were as attentive and diligent as this Dafa disciple, plus she had just as many tears as I did. If you could all be like her, I would treat you just the same.” None of the gods were able to reply.
Master told me at this time that I still needed to cultivate. I said, “Yes. No matter how hard it is, I will cultivate.” I came down again and cultivated from the very beginning.
Cultivating from the Start Again
To start cultivation from scratch this time was very difficult—it was never this hard before. My bones were stiff and I could not cross my legs in the double lotus at all. I used to do the sitting meditation all night and my body was flexible. But this time I could not even sit with my legs single crossed. When I sat in meditation the first time, my leg was up high. I thought it should not be like that, but no matter what I did, my legs would not lie flat. Only then did I realize how much others who went through these difficulties had to suffer. I clenched my teeth and forced my legs to cross as I had to pass this test, and “Crack” my leg broke. I recalled Master's words immediately. (You have to think of Master's Fa, or other beings will not help you at all.) Master talked about how Shen Gongbao could put his head back on his shoulders when his head was cut off. Yet my problem was only my leg, so I had nothing to fear. Master put my legs back right away, and I was able to sit in meditation in the double lotus!
You do have to endure more when you cultivate toward high levels, as more karma presses down. You have to have good enlightenment quality, be able to look inward, and cultivate your heart.
“To tell you the truth, the entire cultivation process for a practitioner is one of constantly giving up human attachments.”(Zhuan Falun)
One time, a bus drove by and got sand all in my eyes. I thought that it was my karma and not the bus. When I took a shower, soap got into my eyes, I also knew it was karma not the soap. I understood that to enlighten to these principles I had to look inward, and I should not blame the bus or the soap.
In my cultivation, I have experienced three car accidents, and each time I enlightened to the requirements of the Fa at that level. During the first accident I got up and said, “I am all right,” and I was. The second time when a cargo truck hit me, I climbed out from underneath the truck and went straight to the driver to tell him I was okay. The driver was from Hong Kong, and he seemed to be in a state of shock as he kept saying, “I’ve hit someone, I’ve hit someone.” I gently got his attention and told him, “I'm all right. I'm the one you hit.” As he did not believe me, he walked around the truck and checked everything carefully and only then did he believe me. This second accident, I focused entirely on how others felt. The third accident happened as I was walking on the sidewalk, and a car hit me. Yet it was if the car had not hit me at all as I was busy taking care of some things for Fa Rectification. (I was all right but in another dimension, I saw Master's Fashen being hit by the car. Master has endured so much for us.)
I am a Fa rectification period Dafa disciple. I have been using the supernormal abilities developed through cultivation to help Master rectify the Fa.
This is my experience sharing. Please kindly point out my shortcomings.