(Minghui.org) Greetings, Master! Greetings, fellow practitioners!
In 2012, several other practitioners and I were arrested when we passed out Shen Yun DVDs on the street. We were jailed in a detention center. I felt bad, not because of my own suffering, but because my being arrested brought damage to the local Dafa projects and truth-clarification efforts.
The next day, I started to look for gaps in my cultivation that the old forces took advantage of. I found a lot of attachments and notions, such as showing off and competitiveness. I didn't solidly cultivate. Instead, I treated doing things, such as passing out materials, as cultivation.
However, I also enlightened that as a Dafa disciple, even if I had gaps, my path is arranged by Master. No beings can interfere with or test a Dafa disciple. I developed a solid righteous thought—I am a Dafa disciple, and I will walk on the path arranged by Master, so I will negate all the persecutory attacks and disintegrate them with my righteous thoughts.
The physical examination at detention center showed that I had a uterine tumor. I felt happy, because I thought that maybe it was Master's arrangement that this illusion appear, and the center would release me because of it. A few days later, I felt dizzy and my blood pressure went up to 150-180 mmHg. My thought was, “The higher the better—they will let me go because of it.”
After 37 days, the police officers asked me to go with them. I realized that they were going to put me on trial illegally, so I refused to go with them. The police asked a few criminal inmates to carry me to the courtroom. On the way there, I kept shouting “Falun Dafa is good!”
I was right. They put me on trial. On the way back, I felt dizzy and could not walk by myself. A few guys carried me back. A deputy chief of the center saw it and said to me: “I thought Falun Gong people are all healthy. How come you are like this?”
His words haunted me. I realized that I need to validate the Fa, and I should be released with dignity. After that, I never thought about getting out through sickness again.
I was jailed in a division where the police in charge was horrible. I tried to do the exercises, but she didn't allow it. She ordered other criminal inmates to harass me, pinch me and to curse at me and Master.
Later I was moved to a different division. At the beginning, I didn't try to do the exercises. I grew depressed and reminded myself: “I should create an environment for cultivation, no matter how hard it is. If I cannot behave like a practitioner, and if I don't do well, how can Master help me?”
I said to the policewoman in charge: “I have hypertension, and doing the exercises will help a lot.” She asked me to wait for a few days. A few days later, I asked her again. She said: “You can do the sitting meditation, but don't move your arms. This way, other people won't know what you are doing.”
How can I do the exercises without moving my arms? But what she said was true—I should not be seen. It was hard to find a safe place, because there were surveillance cameras on the north and south walls. Finally, I found a place close to a water faucet, where very few people went.
I asked the policewoman to let me do the full exercises there. She said: “It is a good place. But the ground is always very wet. Can you do sitting meditation there?” I happily answered: “No problem.”
After that, I spent two hours on reciting the Fa every night, and one hour on meditation. Later, I added an extra hour for sending forth righteous thoughts. My cellmates felt strange: “You only get a few hours of sleep at night. How come you don't feel tired during the day?”
I was kind to my cellmates. Every night, I put their laundry in the dryer before I started the exercises, and took them out after I was done. None of them interfered with me doing exercises. Sometimes they even reminded me that it was time to do the exercises. I told them about what Falun Gong really is, and encouraged them to quit the Communist Party and its affiliated organizations. Except for one person, they all agreed to quit.
After the first trial, I didn't hear anything about my case for a long time. I started to look inward, trying to find the reason why the process was so slow. During that period, Master often gave me hints in dreams, reminding me that my xinxing improvement was too slow.
I realized that I didn't have compassion towards the prosecutors. I only thought about getting released. I didn't really care about them choosing a good future. I said to Master in my heart: “Master, I know that I am wrong. Please arrange for the prosecutors to come see me. I am ready. I will tell them the facts, and save them.”
Soon after I came to this realization, a prosecutor came to the detention center and took me to another trial. On the way to the trial, I asked Master for help. I talked to the officer in a peaceful manner.
First I said: “If I say something offensive to you, don't take it personally. I am not targeting you. All I am going to say is about the government and the Communist Party.” He said that he understood.
I talked to him for almost two hours. He told me that he is not a Communist Party member, and he understood what I said. He also said that my heart is really pure. I had a feeling from his attitude that he would be helpful in my case.
Before the trial, the lawyer hired by my family said to me: “Most likely, your sentence will be 4-7 years.” I said: “I know it won't be that bad. A lot of government officials, including policemen and prosecutors, know what Falun Gong really is now. Many of them have become supportive.” He nodded. I thought to myself: “Only my Master's arrangement counts,” although I didn't tell him this.
Master said in Zhuan Falun:
“If you are a true practitioner, our Falun will safeguard you. I am rooted in the universe. If anyone can harm you, he or she would be able to harm me. Put simply, that person would be able to harm this universe.”
Throughout my cultivation, I have never doubted Master's words.
As my case went along, I had a strong righteous thought—I will only walk on the path arranged by Master, set aside all concerns, and follow Master's arrangement. I said to Master in my heart: “Master, I am not afraid of death. But I cannot die. I am not afraid of being tortured, but I should not be tortured. I still need to fulfill my tasks. Master, I need to help you rectify the Fa, save sentient beings, and do what I should do.”
A few days later, the lawyer told me that the procuratorate sent the case back to the police department. But he warned me not to get my hopes up. He was right. The police department filed the case again. I knew that it was a test of my belief in Master and the Fa. It was possible that I would be released, but it was also possible that they would send the case to court, 50/50.
I had a strong righteous thought—I won't allow them to send the case to the court. I cannot let the court commit the sin of persecuting a Dafa disciple, which would destroy their futures and the sentient beings in their worlds. Dafa disciples came to this world to save people, so we should not let the evil system and the persecution destroy people. I asked Master to make arrangements for the people involved in my case.
During that period, the police officer in the detention center often tried to convince me to write a “guarantee statement” renouncing Falun Gong. “Why were the other Falun Gong people, who were arrested together with you, released? Because they wrote the statement. It is important for you to get out. This is not a place for you. You should write the statement too.” She was worried about me, but I told her that I would never do such a thing.
It was a difficult time. After the police department filed the case again, a few months passed before I heard anything. There were no practitioners around me, so I could only try to improve my understanding by myself. Although I have strong belief in Master and the Fa, I was not 100% sure that I could completely negate the old forces' arrangement, and reach the standard of a true cultivator.
I kept telling myself that I would only walk on the path arranged by Master, and I should negate the old forces. A few years ago, I was put on trial on April 25. Now another 4.25 is coming. I should negate this arrangement. April 25 was a great day on which thousands of Dafa disciples peacefully appealed for Falun Gong in 1999. I should not let it become a day on which a Dafa disciple is sentenced.
Every day, I kept negating my unrighteous thoughts. Some of my cellmates said to me: “We will believe in Falun Gong, if you really get released.” One night, benevolent Master gave them a hint in their dreams. A young woman told me: “Auntie, you were released in my dream.” Another young woman said: “In my dream, you went home.” A third young woman said to me: “Auntie, you rushed out of a black hole in my dream.”
Seven months later, I was released. Ultimately, I left the detention center with dignity. My experience shows that “When disciples have ample righteous thoughtsMaster has the power to turn back the tide” (“The Master-Disciple Bond” in Hong Yin II). It shows that as long as I behave according to the Fa, only Master, and nobody else, can arrange my life for me.
At the beginning of the persecution, I was sentenced to five years. At that time, I didn't know that I should've negated the evil persecution. This time, I set aside all the notions and concerns. Every day, I sent forth righteous thoughts to negate the old forces. Every day, I had only one thought—walking the path arranged by Master. Master's protection and guidance and my solid belief in Master and the Fa helped me successfully negate the persecution.
I have been cultivating for 16 years, and had gone through many tribulations during the persecution. I was fired by my workplace, and was sentenced to jail. However, I never had a bit of doubt about Master. No matter when, no matter where, no tribulation or suffering could shake my belief.
I obtained the Fa in 1998. Two weeks after I started practicing, I came to realize what I actually found. I knew that I was so lucky to obtain the most precious thing in the world. It was impossible for me to give up cultivation, even if I lost everything. Nothing could stop me on the journey of cultivation.
It is the highest and holiest honor to be a disciple of Master's. I will be ever more diligent in cultivation. I will never betray Master's salvation and what he has done for me and other practitioners.
This opportunity is precious. Let us cherish it, strive forward diligently, save more sentient beings, and fulfill our tasks.
Thank you, Master;
Thank you, fellow practitioners, who have helped me in my cultivation.