(Minghui.org) I was fortunate to have the opportunity to begin Falun Gong practice in 1995. There are nine practitioners in my family. My father and younger brother attended Teacher's lectures. Both my mother and younger sister can see with their celestial eyes. My mother said that she has seen a large eye blinking as mentioned in Zhuan Falun. I believe what she said and admire her ability.
After the persecution of Dafa began in July 1999 we went to Beijing to appeal to the higher authorities for help. We were subsequently detained for six months before being allowed to return home. After returning, a number of fellow practitioners began distributing flyers about the goodness of Dafa to neighboring villages. Every week I went to a nearby city to get flyers. Pretty soon we had posted flyers in all of the surrounding villages, and we planned to extend our coverage to distant villages. To do so we would have to cross a few hills and start early in the day.
One summer day Practitioner A, a woman in her fifties, was in our group. She was busy with harvesting. When she finished working in the field, she didn't have time to eat before we began our journey to distant villages. Walking in the mountainous area was not easy. There was a drought at the time, and some people had to cut down trees to feed their cattle. Scattered trees made it even more difficult to get through. By the time we saw a small village, it was early in the evening and beginning to get dark. We heard many dogs barking so we sat down and began sending righteous thoughts. After a few minutes, it was quiet again.
We began distributing flyers, and people passing by didn't seem to notice us. Very soon we finished in this village and moved on to the next, guided by the lights from their homes. Along the way we continued sending righteous thoughts to remove evil factors that might interfere with saving sentient beings. When we saw a utility pole, we posted the message “Falun Dafa Is Good.” on it. In this region the villages were quite far apart, but we didn't feel tired. We went through several villages without a hitch until we had distributed all of the flyers. We felt pretty good about the whole process and that Teacher was guiding us.
On our way home, I had to grope ahead of us as we moved forward. Behind me my sister was holding on to Practitioner A. The battery in our flashlight died as we were passing through a forested area that was very dark. We had several miles to cover and we were moving forward based on memory. Although the roadway was quite steep, we felt like we were walking on flat ground. Practitioner A asked me if we were heading in the right direction, because it felt like we were going downhill, not up. When we were close to the top of a mountain, we could vaguely see that there was an intersection. None of us remembered which roadway we took when we came. While hesitating we saw a beam of light shining on the roadway to our right. At first we thought it was the headlights of a car, but the light was coming from the sky so it had to be Teacher showing us the way.
It's not possible to describe how grateful we were to Teacher. Following the beam of light, we soon reached the top of the mountain. The beam then disappeared, and there was enough moonlight for us to see that our village was not far from the bottom of this mountain. We were carefully walking through a forested area, when I saw a white gravel road in front of me. It was easy to walk on, so I asked the others to come along. However, they said that they had found a nice roadway, too. Thus, on this last leg home we took different paths. We knew that there were fallen trees blocking our way when we started and we did walk through a mountainous region. However, it felt like we were walking on flat ground all the time. We are thankful to Teacher for this arrangement.
It was past one o'clock in the morning by the time we got home. My mother was sending righteous thoughts to support us, which she did whenever we were out distributing flyers. Inside my room I did not feel like going to bed. In fact, I felt weightless and wonderful. I sent righteous thoughts with the idea that every flyer we posted could save more sentient beings. A dazzling light then lit up my entire room. This was followed by flowers blooming around me. I had never seen anything so beautiful. I knew that Teacher was encouraging me so that I could do well along the path of saving sentient beings and validating the Fa.
