(Minghui.org) I am a 20-year-old woman, and I went to Beijing with my father, a Falun Dafa practitioner, to look for a job on February 20, 2012.
We got jobs soon after we arrived in the city, but I suddenly got a fever and started vomiting and ached all over. The symptoms lasted for more than four days without improvement despite taking medicine. I was never in so much pain and discomfort in all my life. I did not eat anything those four days and became very weak. I wondered why a fever could be so serious, and so did my father. He thus suggested that we go home.
On our way home, I felt terrible and threw up several times on the bus. My whole body started to ache again. Thinking that I might have motion sickness, the driver kindly suggested that I take a front seat.
Feeling so awful, I silently recited, “Falun Dafa is good” and “Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good,” and the pain diminished a little. I then asked Master for help: “Master, please save me. Please help me. I cannot take it any more.” At that moment, I started to feel cold. My whole body tingled and my palms cramped. I felt my fingers were breaking into pieces. All of a sudden, I did not hear the noise of the bus engine, and I did not feel any pain. I did not see the things around me, just a pure white dimension. I felt so comfortable, light-headed, and refreshed—like nothing I had ever experienced before.
Just then, a man told me in a peaceful and merciful tone, “It is time for you to practice cultivation.” I then saw a light flashing across my eyes and a tall, white light-emitting body with a smiling face that vaguely appeared. Although he looked like my father, I sensed that he was my long absent primordial parent. Instantly, I felt so much affection for and so close to him. My past experiences momentarily flashed through my mind, including a memory of practicing Falun Gong with my parents when I was seven or eight years old. My mother and I stopped practicing after the persecution of Falun Dafa began.
The great figure whispered to me, “Come back,” but I “heard” it by soundless telepathy. I was so excited and in tears, like a a child grievously wandering outside for years and finally finding her parents after a long wait. Looking at his face through my tears, I felt that there were many “me's” around me and each “me” was also crying. It was indescribable feeling.
As I was getting ready to embrace him, I suddenly realized that I was still sitting in my seat on a bus, but my physical pain had disappeared. I held in my emotions and tears and recalled the scenes I had just witnessed.
Looking at the blue sky through the window, it seemed that everything in the busy world was so tiny and negligible. A strong feeling told me that practicing cultivation was the only thing I needed to immediately do.
While I was relaxed, I saw many black oval things with triangular thorns and large eyes. One with larger eyes and darker skin clearly said to me, “How can people in your condition practice cultivation? You just do it a little while at home. Hey! Once you leave home to work, you will stop.” I was alert and shouted inside, “I won't allow you to prevent me from walking a righteous cultivation path. Neither does Master!” They all said, “Do you have time for cultivation when you work?” I said, “Master will help me!” I suddenly awoke and those black things were all gone. I immediately sent righteous thoughts to eliminate the evil that had tried to stop me from practicing, and I got home safely.
The night after I got home, I felt uneasy in bed. Once I turned off the light, a hodgepodge of black things with claws appeared at my bed above my head, teasing me: “We won't let you practice.” I don't know why I was not afraid of them, but, instead, I thought they were so foolish. When I had the thought that they couldn't stop me, they simply vanished. After that, the tightened curtain started rippling, shaken by a row of small, lanky white people. I was sober and my eyes were open. They disappeared as I turned on the light. I silently sent forth righteous thoughts and slept peacefully.
I enlightened from these recent experiences that Master has not only never given up on me but also protected me even though I did not practice cultivation diligently in the past. I was deeply moved and could not stop crying. I here want to profusely thank our merciful great Master for his protection over the years.
Thinking about Master's protection and the summons from my primordial parents, I am determined to practice cultivation again. I will be worthy of Master's merciful salvation. I will study the Fa, do the exercises, and send forth righteous thoughts diligently. I will save sentient beings and do the three things well!
No words, only firm cultivation, can express my appreciation, and profuse gratitude to Master!