China Fahui | My Experience of Clarifying the Truth in Beijing
(Minghui.org) Greetings, Revered Master! Greetings, fellow practitioners!
I live in Heilongjiang Province and am 70 years old. I started practicing Falun Dafa in July 1997. I lack the words to describe Master's graciousness that I've experienced over 16 years of cultivation. I have more cultivation stories and Dafa miracles than I can write down. I would like to share some of them with you.
A few days before the 2012 Chinese New Year, I went back to the city where I am from on business. I brought with me some informational materials about Falun Dafa, Shen Yun Performing Arts DVDs, and Dafa-related calendars to give to former neighbors. I also saved some to give to the residential committee office.
It was a little after 3 p.m. when I took a seat on a bus to return home. I looked up at the sky and saw a big pink lotus flower. The flower was large, with a yellow stamen the size of a DVD. As the bus moved on, there were more and more flowers. There were also lotus flowers on the edges of the clouds. I rubbed my eyes and looked again. The sky was still full of shining gold and pink lotus flowers. I could see them in the sky all the way home, for 40 minutes.
At home, I told my husband what had happened. He said that at 3 p.m., he had been hanging Dafa banners on trees in the park. Each banner, with red characters on yellow background, was more than 3 feet long. He wasn't wearing gloves, and it was very cold where we live in northeastern China. After hanging five banners, his hands were nearly frozen, but he hung the rest of the banners anyway.
When he was done, his hands became warm. Then he noticed that his whole body was comfortably warm.
We realized that it was Master encouraging us. I said to my husband: “'The Fa Rectifying the Human World' moment is getting closer. We must follow Master's teaching: '...always cultivating as if you were just starting will surely result in achieving your ultimate rank.' ('Fa Teaching at the 2009 Greater New York International Fa Conference'). We must quickly save people in the remaining time to complete our prehistorical vows and return home with Master.”
The following are some of my cultivation experiences.
1. Being Saved by Dafa
I once had many health problems and weighed less than 90 pounds. Just walking was a struggle for me. I had to pay school tuition for three children and provide financial support to my parents and in-laws, which left me with no money to get my ailments treated. I just thought that I would live when I lived and die when I died.
I believed in Buddhas and worshiped them from the time I was little. I felt that I had a deep predestined relationship with divine beings. One day in 1997, my sister called me and said: “Falun Gong is good. Don't delay, you should learn it now.” I hung up and decided that I would look for a practitioner. I found one and went to the exercise site.
That night I had a dream. I was on a busy street and saw a tall, handsome man. I could feel his kindness. We looked at each other, and I had the feeling that I knew him, but could not recall who he was. Then I followed him.
That was all I could remember from my dream, but when I watched Master's lectures on video the next day, I realized that he was the man in my dream! I pressed my hands together in front of my chest to show him my respect.
I had a strong reaction when I started doing the exercises. During the second exercise, while holding the Law Wheel in front of my head, I heard a loud sound above my head. A fast-rotating Law Wheel seemed to cut my body in half. I began to shake. The coordinator encouraged me to stop shaking. After completing the exercise, although I was sweating, I felt very good.
I had a difficult time sitting in the lotus position for the sitting meditation. It was painful for me to cross my legs like that.
On the fourth day, I cried when I studied Master's Fa in “True Cultivation” from Essentials for Further Advancement:
“Did you know that in order to save you the Buddha once begged for food among everyday people? Today, I once again make the door wide open, and teach this Dafa to save you. I have never felt bitter for the numerous hardships I have suffered. Then what do you have that still can’t be abandoned? Can you bring to heaven the things deep down inside that you cannot let go of?”
When I sat down for the sitting exercise, I thought about this teaching. My tears flowed: Buddha is so benevolent! So kind! My heart was completely empty, without any human notions. Then I was able to put my legs up, double-crossed, in the lotus position. I felt wonderful and very comfortable, as though I was “sitting inside an egg shell” (Zhuan Falun). I did not even feel my arms and legs. I sat in the position for the full hour. I knew Master was encouraging me to endure the hardship and be more diligent.
Starting on the ninth day, I slept for seven days without eating or drinking. I couldn't be wakened. I only got up to hurry to the bathroom to use the toilet or vomit.
It was as Master said:
“When your body is seen from another dimension, the bones are all black. With this body, it is impossible for you not to have any reactions when it is purified all at once. Thus, you will have reactions. Some people will throw up and have loose bowels. Many practitioners from different places have raised this issue previously in their experience reports, "Teacher, after attending your class I was looking for a toilet all the way home." This is because all your internal organs must be purified. A few individuals may fall asleep and wake up as soon as I finish my lecture. Why is that? It is because their brains have illnesses that need to be treated. One will be unable to stand it if one’s brain is worked on. Therefore, one must be put into a state of anesthesia or become unconscious.” (Zhuan Falun)
Seven days later, I got out of bed. I felt very comfortable, as if nothing unusual had happened—except now I had more energy and all of my ailments were gone. I could easily ride a bicycle, walk, and climb stairs.
I am now 70. I always ride my bicycle to buy printing materials, fix printers, and go out to clarify the truth about Falun Dafa to people. Dafa and Master have saved me. Thank you, Master! Thank you, Dafa!
Seeing this miracle, my husband, eldest son, daughter, and grandsons also started practicing Falun Dafa. Now my younger son has also joined us. Both of my daughter-in-laws are also supportive of Dafa.
2. Believing in Master and Validating Dafa
My family started the journey of validating Dafa in Beijing after the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) launched the persecution. In July 1999, the local police began to monitor my husband and me. They would not even allow us to leave the house. They also ransacked our home and confiscated Dafa books.
Quietly, we sold our condo in April 2000 and went to Beijing. We rented a bungalow. My daughter and another practitioner produced the truth-clarification materials. My husband and I carried the materials in a big bag to distribute. We went to Tiananmen Square several times, and each time we were able to return home safely.
On October 1, 2001, my husband, daughter, grandson, and I went to Tiananmen Square. We carried a lot of truth-clarification materials in our pockets. We distributed many along the West Chang'an Street before we came to Tiananmen. We also put a “Falun Dafa is the righteous Fa” sticker on a police car and a police motorcycle, parked on the sidewalk with five policemen next to them.
My daughter handed the brochures to workers from other towns and tourists. Some hesitated to take them since there were many police around, both plainclothes and in uniform. My daughter would tell them not to worry and to take the brochures home to read, so they put them in their pockets.
As my daughter, grandson, and I walked around, we posted stickers on flagpoles, camera poles, stones, billboards, and lampposts. The stickers said “Falun Dafa is good,” “Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good,” “Master is innocent,” and “Jiang Zemin is the criminal persecuting Falun Dafa.” We felt that the police couldn't see us at all. After we distributed all of our materials, we went home.
My husband was not with us. When he eventually returned home, he told us that a police car had approached him when he was posting Dafa posters on Tiananmen Square. Two officers dragged him inside the car. They took him to Qianmen Police Station and locked him in a room full of Dafa practitioners.
An officer asked him: “Where are you from? So you don't want to get your pension anymore?” Then a tall policeman entered the room. Without saying a word, he slapped my husband's face. My husband didn't move, but just looked at him. The policeman rubbed his hand as if it hurt and then left.
After a while, my husband thought: “This is not where I should be. Master, please help me. I need to go home.” There were three police officers guarding the door, and another four stood at the entrance gate. Under Master's protection, my husband walked out of the police station and went back to Tiananmen Square. He couldn't find us there, so he came home.
We stayed in Beijing for several years, and it was hard on us. We moved more than 20 times to avoid being illegally arrested. There were a few times that we managed to avoid being arrested, but had to leave in a hurry, leaving our clothes and money behind. Sometimes we couldn't pay the rent.
My husband, son, and daughter were put in forced labor camps. I was taken to a brainwashing center. After I was released, I couldn't find a place to live, because the CCP had a rule that whoever rented an apartment to a Dafa practitioner would have their property confiscated and be fined a hefty sum.
Regardless of how difficult life was, we always kept Master and the Fa in our hearts. We felt content. Our two grandsons would write “Falun Dafa is good” and “Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good” on paper, and then color the characters. They went with their grandpa to post them on bridges and school gates. Some of these posters stayed up for a long time.
We often faced danger. Once, I went with my daughter to distribute truth-clarification materials. After we distributed the entire bag, we were feeling especially happy and went to get another bag. I knocked my head on the door as I was leaving the room. However, I didn't catch on that this was Master's hint to not go out again.
We went to an apartment building and distributed the materials, starting at the top floor and working our way down. On the third floor, an old lady saw the materials and shouted, “Come arrest the Falun Gong people!” Many residents came out and surrounded us.
We started explaining the facts about Falun Dafa. Then the old lady's son came home. He asked. “Are you Falun Dafa practitioners? Did you bring materials here to distribute?” We replied, “Yes.”
“Don't you know that the government does not allow people to practice it?” he asked. “I should report you to the police.” My daughter replied: “Falun Dafa is the righteous Fa. The government is wrong to persecute Dafa practitioners. Our Master is a good person. He told us to live by the principles of Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance. Please read the materials and you will understand.”
He punched “110” (equivalent to “911” in the U.S.) on his cell phone and said, “If I press the call button, the police will be here in five minutes.” We remained calm and looked at him with confidence and compassion. We kept telling him the facts.
Eventually he put down his phone. He told us that we were good people and to go home. At that time, my husband and son were in forced labor camps. Our two grandsons lived with my daughter and me. Had we been arrested, the two six-year-olds would have been left with no one to care for them. Thank you, Master, for protecting us!
3. Doing Well the Three Things to Return Home with Master
Because we kept moving from one place to another in Beijing, it was hard for our grandsons to attend school. Some schools even charged hefty fees.
In 2007, my husband and I took the grandsons to a city in northeastern China. The school there required a residence registration (a government-issued document that certifies a person to reside in a particular city). I went back to my original city to transfer our residence registration to the new city. It was a difficult task.
My husband and I decided to clarify the truth about Dafa to the police. We went to the police station in the new city and met with the managers there. They called in a 610 Office manager to take notes.
We didn't answer their questions. Instead, we told them the facts about Falun Dafa: As citizens, we have the right to transfer our residence registration. The law guarantees us freedom of speech and freedom of religion. The law has never defined Falun Dafa as an “evil cult.” Our Dafa books say nothing against the government. People are practicing Falun Dafa in over 100 countries. We also told them that Tiananmen self-immolation was staged by the CCP to defame Falun Dafa, and about the stone in Guizhou Province that reads, “The CCP will be destroyed.”
The 610 Office manager said: “I have seen many Dafa practitioners. You are all good people.” The police station manager thanked us: “Thank you, good people! I will retire in six months. After I retire, I will learn Falun Dafa. Others have also asked me to quit the CCP!” I replied, “Then you should quit it so you will have a safe future.”
My older son was arrested in 2008, when Beijing held the Olympic Games. He was put in a brainwashing center in our original city. My husband and I went there to seek his release.
We talked to the head of the Party Political and Legal Affairs Committee and the head of the 610 Office. Later, we also spoke to the deputy district Party secretary in charge of persecuting Falun Dafa practitioners, but he wouldn't listen to our truth clarification. He stood up, raised his hand, and was about to slam it on the desk to threaten us.
We had no fear. We looked at him and asked him kindly: “What crime did our son commit? You are also a son. If you haven't been home for a long time and then you pass by your home but are not allowed to go in, how would you feel?” He put down his hand.
We continued: “We didn't steal, nor did we rob. Our Master told us not to hit back when hit or curse back when cursed. He asked us to always think of others. What's wrong with that? Holding the Olympic Games is to promote health. Why is it related to Falun Gong? Why is the government so afraid of Falun Gong?”
We talked for 30 minutes. Then he said, “I'll let your son go home tomorrow.”
The next day, the police station manager and the manager of the residential committee used their car to take us home. They said, “In the future, just let us know if you need anything.” We felt that these people had understood the truth and were saved.
It was just as Master said:
“If thoughts are righteous,
evil will collapse”
(“What's to Fear?” Hong Yin Vol. II)
As long as we kept strong righteous thoughts, nothing could stop us.
After we settled in the new city in 2007, the local coordinator asked me to set up a material production site in our home, since both my husband and I were practitioners. Master has asked us to set up material production sites like “flowers blossoming everywhere” ("Fa-Lecture During the 2003 Lantern Festival at the U.S. West Fa Conference"). So I agreed, even though I didn't have a lot of education and had never used a computer.
The next day, a practitioner helped us to set up the computer and printer. He showed me how to turn the computer on and off, how to download a file, and how to print. It was too complicated for me to remember. I couldn't write down the instructions either, because I did not know how to write. I quickly forgot what to do.
Fortunately, my grandson, then 12, was with me. He didn't have computer experience either, but when the practitioner came back, he learned from him. Then he was able to teach me, one step at a time. He also taught me Pinyin (Chinese phonetics) and how to type Chinese characters on the computer. Now I can type the names of people who quit the CCP on the computer.
Master arranged for a young practitioner (my grandson) to help me and also gave him a chance to establish his mighty virtue! We will keep our material site going to the end.
This is the first time I have ever submitted an experience-sharing article to a Fahui. I wrote it with tear-filled eyes. Please point out my gaps.
Thank you, Master! Thank you, fellow practitioners! Heshi!