Chronicles of a Western Practitioner: What I Saw in My Cultivation (Part 2)

(Clearwisdom.net)

Part 1 is available at http://clearwisdom.net/html/articles/2011/4/12/124366.html

One Cultivation Way

I was doing the fifth exercise. When I got still enough, I saw this scene:

I saw myself sitting on the very top of a mountain. There were only clouds there, like sitting on the tip of an iceberg in the middle of the ocean.

I was feeling very lonely there. The others who had cultivated with me on that path along through the ages had left. Some gave up, some could not bear it any longer.

I knew I could not succeed on that path, finish my cultivation, and return to where I really belonged, but I still hadn’t found any other way, and I also knew that at least staying there I would not fall. I was stable, but stuck. I was waiting.

Later, reviewing this memory, I found it strange that I sat there for so long, when I knew that I had met Master an extremely long time before, that I had always been following him, and that I had lived many other lives. I saw some lives in “dreams,” and others I just remembered. I knew I had been a pianist in one, a painter in another, that I was in ancient Greece, in prehistoric South American civilizations...

I realized that whatever achievements I'd had, while sitting there, I could separate or split myself and reincarnate somewhere else simultaneously, and when I finished those lives, I would return there to sit.

This way I could knock down most of the karma I generated, but I could not solve the fundamental issue, cutting the roots of the karma. No one can do it, only He can.

I also realized that after I met Master for the first time in this dimension, I would sit there to wait, look for wherever He would come again, and follow. Follow to listen, to watch, and to learn from His Magnificence. And then help and do my best to execute His teachings and instructions. I failed many times, but sometimes I succeeded. Like many others, I was helping Master to establish human civilization.

Back to the mountaintop: I was waiting, and a very long time later, feeling in my heart that I would not be able to stay there forever, I silently asked for a way, and I saw something. A celestial cherub flying above me looked at me, smiled, and disappeared. I knew the meaning—he was indicating to me, “Your answer will come.” Because I was sitting on top of my gong column, the cherub flying above me was higher, and this was an answer from above. I kept still and paid careful attention. A short moment later I saw in the clouds below a burst of light, like a beautiful rainbow. I knew what to do. I gave up whatever achievements I had, and I followed the light. When the scene stopped in my mind, I came out of ding, did Jieyin and concluded the meditation.

This time, standing on the ground, in one place, and side by side with the mightiest beings, through Dafa, we are returning home.

The Closest Glimpse I Got of Home

Walking down the street one day and reflecting on the Fa echoing in my mind, I saw an image—it was a portion of the Cosmos, and the beings there.

The problem in describing it is that there was nothing there, no form, no shape, no color, yet the beings there, only minds, lived in absolute joy. They didn’t want anything, no desire, no intention, no thought; they just contemplated the Cosmos and looked toward Him, even knowing that they would never be able to see Him in all His splendor, but still waiting, waiting forever if needed, waiting for Him to manifest, to guide them, to direct them. Then, and only then, would they move.

I hope this picture is not too blurry. It’s hard to convey with words and an empty canvas. This is what I could perceive: emptiness, stillness, and His will powering the Law Wheel. This is the closest glimpse I got of home.