Dafa Is a Priceless Treasure
(Minghui.org) At the county Fa-conference on March 6, 1999, I shouted from the heart, “Gold has value, but Dafa is a priceless treasure!” and an audience of 3000 fellow practitioners applauded warmly.
1. Obtaining the Fa
At the end of April in 1998, when my little daughter saw Master's picture at her paternal grandmother's house, she was so excited that she held it with her small hands. My daughter insisted that her grandmother teach her, and she taught my daughter and me how to sit with our legs crossed.
At that time, my mother-in-law had terminal cancer and the doctor said that she could only live for a few months. During a trip to Wuhan City, she learned Falun Gong. Unfortunately after she returned home, there was no cultivation environment so she started playing mahjong every day. However, when she played she only lost and never won. Master was giving her hints, but she did not understand.
When my daughter and I went to visit her, I saw that her hair had turned black. Previously her hair was nearly white. I asked her, “Did you dye your hair?” She said, “I'm so sick. Why would I still wish to dye my hair? It must have turned black because I practice Falun Gong.” When I heard this, I thought, “Falun Gong is so amazing, I must practice too.” Master said,
“There is a criterion, however, that the life prolonged beyond your predestined time to live is completely reserved for your practice. If your mind goes wrong a little bit, your life will be in danger because your lifetime should have long been over.” (Lecture One in Zhuan Falun)
My mother-in-law did not firmly practice, and she passed away.
When I was packing up her belongings, I found Master's books and photo. I knew that Falun Gong is very special and mystical things had happened to people, so I wanted to keep these books.
I asked my elder sister-in-law if she wanted them. She said, “I can't follow the principles. When people curse me once, I can't take it and curse them ten times.” Then I asked my younger sister-in-law, she said, “I can't practice either. If someone hits me once, I must hit them ten times. I could not do as the books say.” I said, “I can do it.” When they heard this, they immediately packed the books and gave them to me. I brought Master's books and photo home.
When I first started to read Zhuan Falun, I liked the Fa principles and what Master taught about cultivation. I really wanted to be Master's disciple. Not long after I began going to the practice site, the persecution began. I said, “Let's go to my house to practice.” Thus, all the local practitioners came to my house to practice the exercises. Shortly afterward, a practitioner bought a bigger house to use it for studying the Fa and doing the exercises.
Once when I was meditating, the pain in my legs was very severe. It had never been so painful before and I wanted to put my legs down. When I opened my eyes I saw Master's photo. It seemed as though Master's image was moving! He looked at me with a compassionate gaze. I was startled and thought that no matter how painful, I must continue.
Once when I was meditating, a warm current suddenly came down from the top of my head to all over my body. I knew that Master was doing guanding for me. Another time, during group practice meditation, I experienced what Master said, “You should feel wonderful and very comfortable as though you are sitting inside an egg shell;” (Lecture Eight in Zhuan Falun) I knew that all these were Master encouraging me.
In November of 1998, my house began filling with water. I called the water company to repair it and they said that perhaps the water pipe was broken and they needed to dig to take a look. When my house water pipe was dug out, it was not broken. Thus they needed to dig the water pipes of the remaining three families. Only two families agreed to have their pipes dug up.
My yard filled with ice and the main door froze and swelled up and could not be closed. I thought that since I practice Falun Gong, I would use Dafa to measure myself and let go of my attachment. Master said,
“We say that when you take a step back in a conflict, you will find the seas and the skies boundless, and it will certainly be another situation.” (Lecture Nine in Zhuan Falun)
A miracle happened. That family spent more than 2000 yuan to repair the pipe. I thanked Master from my heart.
One afternoon on December 24, 1998, my husband phoned and said that he was stabbed twice when he was catching robbers. He wanted me to bring money to the hospital for his treatment. Master used my daughter's mouth to hint me, “You must let go of qing, mother.” I steadied myself before going to the hospital.
At time time, we did not have enough money. I told the doctor on the third day that my husband needed to be discharged home to rest. Master said, “...with one person practicing, the whole family benefits.” (“Teaching the Fa at the Fa Conference in Australia”) My husband would be alright. Hence, I brought my husband home. A wound that was so deep was miraculously healed after 15 days. I was so touched by Master's magnificent compassion that I wept.
I believe that I am Master's disciple, and I must strictly follow Master's requirements.
Since cultivating, no matter how painful it was during elimination of karma, I have never taken medical leave from work. My colleagues said, “Don't be so hardworking. No matter how hardworking you are, the leader will not choose you to be a model.” I told them, “I should work conscientiously because I cultivate Falun Gong.” Master said, “Since every one of you is cultivating Zhen-Shan-Ren, you should be a good person in every circumstance.” (“Teaching the Fa at the Conference in Canada”)
3. Safeguarding the Fa
On July 20, 1999, the CCP started to persecute Falun Gong. That day, when I went to the stadium to practice, the police dispersed us and did not allow us to practice. More than ten of us remained and insisted on finishing the standing exercises.
From then on, there was no more public practice site and our Fa study group was also disbanded. The coordinator said to me, “The cultivation environment that Master created for us cannot disappear like this.” I said, “Let's go to my house to study the Fa and do the exercises.” The coordinator and a few practitioners came to my house every day to study the Fa and do the exercises. When the police heard about this, they began monitoring the intersection near my house to stop practitioners. Only the coordinator insisted on escaping from the police and came to my house while the other practitioners did not dare. We continued to practice till late autumn.
One day, a group of people including the head of workers' union and the residential committee came to my house with the intention of not allowing me to practice. The moment they came into my house and wanted to take the Dafa books from the table, I shouted sternly, “Do not touch them!” They were all intimidated and frightened away. Dafa is so amazing, I must protect it well!
One time a practitioner and I were arrested and sent to the detention center and our homes raided. On the eighth night in the detention center, I had a dream. I dreamed that a dragon, chicken and duck were in a metal cage. The dragon was curled in the bottom of the cage and was being stepped by the chicken and duck. I suddenly awoke, “This is not the place that I should stay. I must go home.”
The next day, I did Heshi and said to Master, “I'm not supposed to be here. Please help me Master.” On the third day, the police released me. I did Heshi to thank Master.
One day on the way to work, I saw several banners slandering Master and Dafa and some of them were pasted up very high.
Looking at those slandering banners, I felt it was my duty to eliminate them. I bought a water gun and ink. I filled the water gun with ink and sprayed the banners, however, the ink didn't stay and came flowing down.
Then I went home and made a ladder. Around 2 a.m., I took the ladder and a scraper and went out. I used the scraper to remove the banners, brought them home and burned them.
The most difficult banners to remove were the ones on the security duty room's glass. At 3 a.m. I came to the window of the security duty room and pulled the banners down with great force. When I just stepped out after pulling the banners down, a security person came out. He asked me, “Did you see anybody?” I said, “No, I didn't.” I understood that Master helped me.
In 2002, a few days before the Chinese New Year, the police department told my company to send me to the 610 Office. My sister said, “No matter how they interrogate you, do not say a word.” I know that Master was using her mouth to give me a hint.
No matter how crazy the police were, I just looked at them calmly and memorized the Fa in my heart. I was interrogated for nearly two days. On the second day at 3 p.m., the head of the police department came. He started cursing the moment he stepped into the room. I said sternly, “You are a police head yet you take the lead by cursing others! We Falun Gong practitioners do not curse others!” When he heard this, he walked in circles and walked out of the room. The other officers followed him and went out too.
A while later, the head of the politics and law committee came in. He sat opposite me and tried to convince me to stop practicing Falun Gong. He coaxed me, “As long as you say that your Master is “evil”, I'll let you go home for the New Year.” I said to him, “You can talk to my company, neighbors and my family and they'll all tell you that I'm a good person.” He said, “We understand you very well.” I said, “Am I a good person?” He said yes. I asked him, “So, do I look evil to you?” He said no. I said, “I'm not evil. How could my Master be evil?” When he heard this, he jumped up immediately and went out.
A while later, the head of political security section came in and said, “I'll fire you! You need not to come to work. You can go home.”
I walked out of the police department and did Heshi, with my heart thanking Master for protecting me once again!