(Minghui.org) After I began practicing Falun Dafa, my tuberculous pleuritis and obsessive compulsive disorder both disappeared.
It was during the summer of 1998 that I first read Zhuan Falun , which I borrowed from a colleague. After reading the entire book, my heart was filled with joy, and I felt that all my worldly troubles had vanished. Every day, besides going to work and doing the household chores, I would spend all my time studying the Fa. I would read through Zhuan Falun once every 3 days.
Before I began practicing, I had very severe fluid retention in my lung pleura. Despite staying in the hospital for six months, the doctors could not cure it. The left side of my back felt like a heavy grinding stone was weighing down on it, and the left side of my chest hurt. The doctor said that this condition would be with me for the rest of my life.
Because of my obsessive compulsive disorder, I could not sleep well at night, and I was always groggy and tired during the day. I often took sick leave from work, which created a lot of inconvenience in my life. At the time, I thought to myself: I'm not even 40 years old yet – how can I live out the rest of my life like this?
After I began practicing, all my illnesses disappeared, and my body felt light. I no longer feel tired at work or when doing the housework. I am full of energy every day.
At home, I look after my 80-year-old mother-in-law and my child in elementary school. My husband is always busy with work and often has to go on trips, so I have to work and take care of the family. But, despite sleeping only 4-5 hours a day, I don't feel drowsy.
My family and colleagues feel that the changes in my health have been miraculous, as if I've been replaced by a completely different person. As a result, many of my colleagues have borrowed Zhuan Falun from me to read.
Understanding the True Meaning of Life and Elevating in Virtue
In the past, I used to claim 2000-3000 yuan in medical fees annually from my company. Since I began practicing, I no longer claim medical fees, as I'm no longer sick. My colleagues say that I'm silly, and that even if I'm not sick I can claim medical fees for my family members. I tell them, “I am a Dafa disciple, and if it's not mine I don't want it. I cannot take advantage of others, otherwise I wouldn't be a cultivator.” My boss agreed with me, and said, “Dafa disciples are really different from other people!”
At the time, part of my job was taking care of the company library and purchasing books. To persuade me to buy their books, one salesperson gave me a set of high quality books valued at over 1000 yuan as a gift. As a cultivator, I knew that it would be wrong to accept those books, so I donated them to the library. When buying books, I always bargained down to reasonable prices, thereby saving my company a lot of money.
The book salesperson said, “That 30 percent rebate was for you, yet you gave it to your company.” I replied, “I now practice Falun Gong, and I cannot do something against my conscience.” He said, “I sell books to a lot of companies, but I've never met anyone like you. You have my greatest respect! Falun Gong is really good!”
Cultivating the Buddha Fa Openly and with Dignity
After the persecution began, someone reported to the 610 Office that I had been saying “Falun Dafa is good” in public and that I was reading Falun Gong books at work. I was thus listed as a prime target. The 610 Office head put greater pressure on me, and, with the cooperation of my company, they placed me under house arrest and made me endure brainwashing for about two months.
My company leaders took turns trying to “reform” me. They brought a lot of Party propaganda for me to read. I refused to read i, and told them, “The changes that have occurred to me and my spirit are a testament to the goodness of Falun Dafa. What do you want me to 'reform' to? Do you now want me to be a bad person? I have benefited from Dafa, and I cannot accept the slanderous lies that have been directed against my Master and Dafa.”
I was demoted from a middle-level employee to a technician, and my wages were correspondingly reduced. I thought, “Even if you chop off my head, you will never change me.” I continued with my work without resentment and carried on cultivating and studying the Fa.
The top leader in our company asked me, “Don't you feel wronged or angry?” I said, “I feel very fortunate, because I can cultivate Dafa and use my actions to validate the goodness of Dafa.” No matter how badly he criticized me, I was always smiling and never lost my temper. He gave me a thumbs-up and said, “You can really do it! I respect you!”
Less than a year later, I was told to stop work. Six months later, seeing that my attitude had not changed, my company demoted me to the lowest position possible—a regular worker.
An officer from the police department once came to my workplace to have me sign something. At the time, I was very busy with a lot of customers. I said, “You've come to disrupt my work. Do you think that's the right thing to do?” I then wrote on the paper he handed me: “Falun Dafa is Good! I will always practice Falun Dafa.” He slunk away and never came back.
One day a police officer came to my office and handed me a “Criminal Registration Form.” I burst out laughing and asked, “Have I murdered someone? Committed arson? Theft? Or fraud? Exactly what crime have I committed?” He was speechless.
He said, “No one will care if you practice at home in secret.” I said, “Why must I be a good person in secret? Dafa is good! It is righteous! So I want to practice it openly and with dignity!” I told him to stop helping the evil with the persecution and that good will be rewarded with good, and evil with evil. He agreed with me.
Because I cultivate in an open and dignified manner, no one came to disturb me any longer.
Overcoming the Old Forces' Use of My Family to Persecute Me
One day my husband returned home around 3:30 p.m. to find me reading Zhuan Falun . Like a demented person, he rushed towards me and tried to snatch the book away. I held the book to my chest and lay face-down on the bed. He could not tear Zhuan Falun away from me, so he dragged me to the floor. Holding my legs down, he pulled at my arms. At the time, I had only one thought: I must not let him take the book away, or he will destroy it. In my heart, I asked Master and the gods to help me.
When he saw that he couldn't grab the book, he pinned my upper body down with his legs and, using an electric cord, he tied up my legs so that I couldn't move. He again tried to grab Zhuan Falun , which I was still holding to my chest. With all my strength, I tore the cord apart with my legs.
We continued struggling for over 3 hours. At times he would mutter to himself, “I don't believe that I can't get that book away from you!” I also kept thinking in my heart, “I have my Master's protection, you won't be able to get it!” I shielded the book with my body, and no matter how hard he tried he couldn't get it!
My clothes were drenched in sweat. My husband's face was pale and he was dripping with sweat. He was so tired he was panting.
This incident left a deep impression on him. He was a person who didn't believe in the divine, so he couldn't understand what was going on. I am 5'2" tall and weigh 108 lbs., whereas he is 5'9" and weighs over 160 lbs. He is much stronger than I! It should have been a piece of cake for him to snatch something from me. Afterwards, my husband also began to believe that Falun Gong is indeed amazing.
My husband was implicated in the persecution, and this made his temper and mood bad. He often shouted at me and even hit me. I was often covered in bruises, yet I never shed a single tear.
My husband threatened me with divorce on three separate occasions, but I always told him, “I won't allow you to treat me in such an unscrupulous manner. If you don't repent, you'll create a large amount of karma. I will also tell everyone everything that you have done, so they will know how a high-ranking official like you treats his kind and compassionate wife, who cares for your own mother, your child, and for you.”
From then on, he stopped the verbal abuse and beatings he had been inflicting on me for the previous five years. Because I did not hate him or nurse grudges against him, there was nothing else he could say or do in retaliation. After I started practicing, he used all his time outside work to have fun and left all the housework to me. His old classmates and friends often said to him enviously, “We should ask our spouses to practice Falun Gong, too!”
In 2004, I installed high speed Internet in my home, which allowed me to access the Minghui website. When I entered the website, I felt like I had come home – the feeling was just indescribable. I no longer felt lonely.
From then on, whenever I had difficulty overcoming a strong attachment, I would go on the website to read other practitioners' experiences. Somehow, the articles I found would all be related to my particular attachments, which really helped me in my cultivation.
All these years, I have had Master's compassionate protection and the company of the Minghui website, and I have followed Master's requirement to do the three things: study the Fa, send righteous thoughts, and save sentient beings. As such, I have had a relatively smooth journey.
Dafa disciples are extraordinary. They are walking on the path to divinity. They do not have attachments to fame, material gain, or emotions. No matter how wanton the evil is, they cannot move the rock-solid Dafa and Dafa disciples.
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