(Clearwisdom.net) I started to practice Falun Dafa in 1996. On my cultivation path during the past 15 years, miraculous things have happened to me time and again.
Miraculously obtained the Fa
In mid-May in 1996, around 4 o'clock each morning, I was awakened by wonderful music and the rhythmic sound of knocking on wooden bells. Later, I heard the beautiful music in my bedroom. This lasted for more than a month. Out of curiosity, one morning I followed the music to see where it came from. This was how I found a practice site, and that day I started cultivation practice in Dafa.
After I began practicing, I did not hear the music again. Later on I realized that Master was looking for me and He arranged this so I could obtain the Fa.
At the beginning, Master frequently adjusted my body. I saw Falun rotating everywhere over my body, rotating from my feet to my head, then from my head to my feet. I was lifted up into the air by Falun and then slowly put down. Sometimes I heard the thunder-like sound of Falun rotating. Very soon, all of my illnesses disappeared.
Master cleaned my home environment
I am a business owner and I enshrined the “God of Wealth” at home. After I studied the Fa, I knew that, as a practitioner, I shouldn't worship such things, but because I did not remove my attachment to making money, I still burned incense to it every day. When I read Zhuan Falun one day after work, I read, “you should throw away the spirit tablet for the fox or the weasel that you previously enshrined. They have all been disposed of and no longer exist.”
I went home at noon the next day and burned the picture of the “God of Wealth” that I had enshrined. I knelt down in front of Master's picture and said, “Master, I have burned the picture of the 'God of Wealth.' From now on, I will follow Master and cultivate diligently.” When I looked up, I saw many Falun of different sizes rotating in my house. The characters for “Falun Constantly Rotates” were flying around my house. I was so surprised and excited, tears kept flowing down my cheeks. But when I looked at Master's picture again, Master looked at me very seriously. I didn't understand what I had done wrong and felt very confused.
The next day, an elderly woman came to my store to buy some clothes. She tried on many outfits, but didn't like any of them. I said to her impatiently, “If I don't have what you are looking for, why don't you try another store?” Despite my lack of tolerance, she patiently said to me, “I know you have more clothes in the inner room. Can you bring them out for me?” So I went to get the clothes for her. When I was collecting the clothes, I was surprised to find another picture of the “God of Wealth” in the back room. After I gave her the outfit, she tried it on and liked it very much. In the end, she purchased it and left satisfied.
After I got home, I burned the picture. I knelt down in front of Master's picture again and sincerely said, “Master, I have burned all the pictures of the 'God of Wealth.'” When I looked at Master's picture I saw the background behind Master become very bright and shiny, with layers upon layers of Master's fashen. The characters for “Falun Buddha Law” were flying around in the air and Falun of different sizes were rotating in front of me, changing colors constantly. It was so incredible and wonderful.
A light in my Celestial Eye
I hurried to the Fa-study group one night after work. There wasn't any light in the passageway and I missed a step on the stairs and fell down hard. I was in so much pain that I almost lost consciousness.
I remembered Master's teachings in Zhuan Falun: “good or evil comes from a person’s spontaneous thought.” I forbore the great pain and tried to stand up, but couldn't. When I touched my ankle I was surprised to find out that my foot was twisted 180 degrees.
I calmed down and said to Master in my heart, “Master, please help me. I need to study the Fa with fellow practitioners; they are waiting for me.” After that thought, I was able to turn my foot back around. After I arrived at the practitioner's house, I climbed up to the fifth floor and studied the Fa for two hours without feeling any pain. The next morning, my entire foot was swollen and black and blue. However, I was able to do the sitting meditation in the full lotus position for 15 minutes. In the past, it was even very difficult for me to do the half lotus position since I was a new practitioner. Didn't a bad thing become a good thing?
Before I went to the Fa-study group that night, when I glanced at a lamp in my home, through my celestial eye the lamp seemed to have grown large. As I limped downstairs, the light in my celestial eye illuminated the steps for me, until I reached the first floor. I wept out of excitement. My gratitude to Master was just beyond words.
Master said:
“But although you can’t see me in person, as long as you practice cultivation, I’m actually right by your side. And as long as you practice cultivation, I can be responsible for you all the way to the end; what’s more, I’m looking after you every single moment.” (“Teaching the Fa in New York City” from Lectures in the United States)
After that accident, I often saw colorful Falun rotating on my swollen ankle, and this went on for a long time.
Master gave me another life
On my way to the group study one evening in November 1998, I was knocked off of my bike by a car that was speeding down the hill. The car dragged my bike and drove for a distance before it stopped. I fainted in the road. I was semi-conscious and I had very vague feeling that many people surrounded me. I didn't know how long I lay there when I heard someone calling my name. I opened my eyes and saw it was a fellow practitioner. He helped me stand up. But my right leg was numb and I couldn't walk. There was a lump as big as a steamed bun on the back of my head that really hurt.
The driver offered to take me to the hospital. I said, “You don't have to do that. I am a Dafa disciple and Master teaches us to be considerate of others in all kinds of situations. Besides, you didn't hit me on purpose.” The driver still insisted on taking me to the hospital. The practitioner said to the driver, “If you are concerned about her, you could drive her home.” The driver agreed. He found my flashlight and the back end of my bike, which had been broken into three parts by the impact. My bike was dragged several dozen meters and the wheel was twisted. After the driver brought me home, he said, “I still think we'd better go to the hospital.” I told him, “I'm fine. I practice Falun Gong, and my Master is taking care of me, I will be just fine.” The driver took out a pile of money and wanted to give it to me. I refused to take it. He was still concerned and said, “If you don't want money or to go to the hospital, don't you want my license number?” I told him once again that I practiced Falun Dafa and I wouldn't take advantage of others. I said, “If you still feel bad and want to do something, perhaps you can help me spread the goodness of Dafa.”
After the driver left, I found that my right leg was completely numb. I could stand, but couldn't walk. Below the knee, it was all black and blue. My toe was bleeding. I tried to do the sitting meditation, but I couldn't do the lotus position even for one minute. I firmly believed in Master and Dafa, and I was determined that I had to stand up again with a practitioner's strong will.
Again and again, I studied the Fa, did the exercises, recited and hand-copied the Fa. I had very little sleep. One week later, my leg was still numb.
Master said:
“Lay down your human, mundane mind,
The Fa gained, you now stand divine,”
(“Salvation Far and Wide,” Hong Yin)
I knew I had committed many wrongdoings in past lives and I had to repay the karma myself. I stopped asking my family to take care of me. I started to practice walking in addition to Fa-study and doing the exercises. I was able to stand for a long time, but wasn't able to move my right leg at all. I sat down and thought about how, before a child learns to walk, it usually starts by crawling. So I decided to start by practicing crawling. Every movement was very hard for me, and sweat poured down along my hair. It took me two hours to crawl from one end to the other of a room only a dozen square meters. One day, right after my husband left for work, a fellow practitioner came and knocked on my door. I had to crawl to the door. I thought, “How good it would be if I could walk, so the fellow practitioner wouldn't have to wait for me outside.” As I crawled out of the bedroom, the practitioner knocked on the door again. I saw a wooden stick by the bedroom door, so I took the stick and used it to stand up. Step by step, I walked very slowly to open the door for her. When the practitioner saw that I walked to open the door, she was very happy for me.
I began to have some feeling in my right leg. Throughout the following days, I practiced walking very often. One night I had a dream: Many children were having a running race on the playground. There was a girl who was running ahead of the others. I looked at her carefully, and I realized the girl was me. After I woke up, I felt very happy: Master was encouraging me. When I was doing the exercises in the morning, I said to Master in my heart: “Master, I want to go to the practice site and do the exercises with fellow practitioners.” That day in the afternoon, the practitioner came to visit me again. I walked using the wooden stick to open the door, but suddenly the stick broke in two. I quickly dragged myself over to the dining room table and used it to support myself. I suddenly realized that I had walked there using both of my legs. From the day I had the car accident, only 13 days had passed and then I went back to the practice site. On the 14th day, I went with practitioners to a village several miles away to introduce the Fa to the villagers there.
to be continued...
