(Minghui.org) In September 2012, I came down with hepatitis, with ascites due to cirrhosis. My abdomen was as bloated as a pregnant woman ready to deliver. I couldn’t eat. I couldn’t lie down to sleep. My hair was falling out by the fistfuls. My complexion was yellowish. My weight plummeted to a mere 77 lbs.
In October, I started practicing Falun Gong with my mother. A mere four months later, I had recovered miraculously and completely. The ascites disappeared. I could eat and sleep normally. My hair was full and black once more. My complexion was ruddy. I was full of energy. My weight rose to 100 lbs. My family and relatives all proclaimed, “Falun Gong is absolutely amazing.”
I am 42 years old. I grew up frail and was frequently visited by various sicknesses. I had to rely on medication non-stop. In May 1999, my mother, my husband, and I started practicing Falun Gong. In 2002, I had a child but continued working and I began to slack off in my cultivation practice.
In August 2012, for six or seven days I experienced physical discomfort. I had digestive problems. My stomach felt bloated. I couldn’t eat. I didn’t have any energy. I became weary after only walking a few steps. I went for a series of checkups and tests. I was diagnosed with hepatitis, cirrhosis, and ascites with stomach fluid about 100 millimeters. Ultrasonography showed a large surface area of my liver looking like mesh.
The doctor told me, “Your condition is very serious. I recommend you transfer to another hospital for treatment.” He said that if I did not receive proper treatment, the result would be nothing less than disastrous.
My heart sank to the bottom of an abyss.
When I returned home, I told mother everything. Mother was not concerned.
She said to me, “You have two choices. The first choice is to study the Fa and do the exercises with me. Put your trust in Master and in Dafa. You will recover. The second choice is to go to the hospital. Beijing. Shanghai. Anywhere. You might not get better.”
Because I had practiced Falun Gong before, albeit for a short time, I knew when it comes to healing and fitness, Falun Gong has proven miraculous.
And so, without hesitation, I made up my mind: “Ma, I’ll practice Falun Gong with you!”
Mother was overjoyed. The next day, she gave me Falun Gong’s main text, Zhuan Falun, along with Master’s lectures in different cities, and all of Master’s other writings. She advised me to read them diligently. As to the exercises, I should do as much and as many as I was physically capable of doing. And so, with mother’s help, I began my Fa study and resumed doing the exercises.
A week later, I suddenly felt dizzy. I was running a fever. I couldn’t eat for two days. On the third day, both my legs hurt badly. I saw they were both red and swollen. They were also sensitive to the touch. Even the blanket touching them would create excruciating pain. It was so bad that I couldn’t help hitting my head on the wall and bursting out crying. Mother sent forth righteous thoughts for me. She reminded me to trust in Master, trust in Dafa. She told me to ask Master to help me get rid of the sickness demon. But the pain was so unbearable, I couldn’t summon up any righteous thoughts.
At that time, I seemed to hear someone whisper in my ear, “Why are you suffering this agony? Go to the hospital and seek relief from medical treatment.”
I became alert at once. I recalled what Master said:
“What is demonic interference in cultivation? It is the interference that we often run into in qigong practice. How does qigong practice invite demonic interference? There is actually much difficulty when one wants to practice cultivation. One simply cannot succeed in genuine cultivation without the protection of my fashen. As soon as you step out the door, your life may be in danger.” (Zhuan Falun)
I thought to myself, “This is demonic interference so that I can’t cultivate. I am a Dafa disciple. Master decides what happens to me. I won’t allow any being to interfere with my practice.”
So I said to the demons, “You won’t let me study the Fa, I will study the Fa. You won’t let me do the exercises, I will do the exercises. You let me hurt, I will let you hurt more.”
As soon as my righteous thought surfaced, the pain in my legs lessened and my high fever subsided.
The fourth day, a blister about 8×10 centimeters appeared on my left leg. The blister continued to balloon. My husband used a needle to prick it and a yellowish fluid oozed out.
I thought, “A non-practitioner with cirrhosis would probably go to the hospital to have the fluid pumped out, but I’m a practitioner and won’t rely on medical intervention, so the fluid in my stomach is coming out from the blister in my leg. How incredible!”
Having a high fever to me became a matter of normalcy. What hurt the most were using the facilities and sleeping. It was very difficult for me to stand and much worse to walk. So, my husband had to first push me in a wheelchair to the bathroom, then pick me up and place me onto the toilet seat. The whole process induced unbearable pain. At night, I felt badly bloated because my stomach was filled with fluid, so I couldn’t lie down. I could only recline, but my legs were so swollen and my left leg was oozing, so I couldn’t bend them. My breathing was labored and I coughed often.
So, when I couldn’t sleep, I studied the Fa. When I was tired, I listened to the recording of Master’s lectures in Jinan. Sometimes I couldn’t sleep a wink at night, but I did the exercises anyway when morning came, because when I did the exercises, my legs didn’t hurt. It was amazing.
After the exercises, I would be sweating profusely and the floor would be stained with a yellowish fluid. However, my body would feel much more relaxed. So I insisted on doing the exercises every morning.
Two months went by. Still there was not much change in me physically. Fluid kept oozing out from my left leg. My stomach was still bloated. I was still in the original terminally ill state. I became very anxious.
Mother noticed my state of mind and said to me, “Master teaches us to look inward whenever we run into insolvable problems. Take a close look. Are you still considering yourself a sick person?”
Mother’s words hit the target.
I confessed, “Indeed, after practicing Falun Gong for two months, I’m still unclear about this Fa principle. I’m still looking at myself as a sick person. I only have myself to blame. My enlightenment quality is really pretty low.”
Mother proposed that we go join a Fa study group to improve my xinxing. It was cold outside. My left leg was still oozing fluid. It was very difficult to walk on flat ground, but I also had to climb three flights of stairs.
I told mother, “Ma, if I think I can climb stairs, I can climb stairs.”
The following morning, a light snow was falling. It was cold and the street was slippery. Mother was debating if I should be going out. When I insisted, she succumbed. When I arrived at the building, I didn’t hesitate and started climbing the stairs. My mother and my husband were worried so they were right behind me. It was truly amazing! Three flights and I did it without even feeling any pain. Practitioners all encouraged me and talked to me about the Fa, and helped me raise my xinxing. I went back there for Fa study every week, one or two times a week.
When my xinxing was elevated, my mental state also improved. One day, I was reading Lecture Eight of Zhuan Falun on the topic of Heavenly Circuit. when I thought to myself, “If qi can be transported, then fluid can be transported too.” So I pleaded with Master to transport the fluid in my stomach out of my urethra. That evening I started to urinate about 15 times every day. That went on for over a month until my dyspnea disappeared. As the fluid in my stomach receded, my feet stopped being swollen, the wound in my left leg started to heal and a scab was formed. It was like magic! It was truly magical! My experience proves once again the truth and greatness of this Fa: “Cultivation depends on one’s own efforts, while the transformation of gong is done by one’s master.” (Zhuan Falun) Master has already laid down the path for all our abilities. When practitioners trust Master, have righteous thoughts and walk the righteous way, anything is possible.
After I regained my health, I thought to myself, “Now I can enjoy the upcoming New Year celebration.”
Little could I have imagined that on the second day of the New Year, I showed signs and symptoms of my old sickness: I was running a high fever. My chest felt tight. I had painful dyspnea attacks. I couldn’t eat. I couldn’t drink. I couldn’t even speak. I felt as if I could be in danger of not being able to breathe at all. Mother sent forth righteous thoughts for my sake, but nothing seemed to work.
I exerted my all strength to call out in agony, “Master, save me!” That didn’t work either.
Mother sought out several practitioners to send forth righteous thoughts together and had me look inward to find out where I had loopholes for the evil to take advantage of. But I could barely catch my breath and I just couldn’t summon up any righteous thoughts.
When evening came, my dyspnea got worse. I knelt on my bed. My mind went blank. Suddenly, I heard a voice whisper in my ears, “Just jump to your death and end it all.”
At once, I got back my senses. I realized clearly it was the old forces who wanted to take my life.
In Lecture Seven of Zhuan Falun Master says, “For practitioners, we have set the strict requirement that they cannot kill lives.” (Zhuan Falun) Suicide is also killing life. It’s a sin.
At that moment, I seemed to see a tall, big man standing by the side of my bed, telling me sternly, “Send forth righteous thoughts!” I obeyed at once.
I sat with both legs crossed and sent forth righteous thoughts saying, “I completely negate any arrangement made by the old forces. I dissolve the black hands and meddling ghosts of the old forces sent to persecute me. I am a Dafa disciple. Everything is arranged by my Master. Even if I have gaps in my cultivation, I have Master to mind my affairs. I will be rectified within Dafa. Nobody is allowed to interfere with or persecute me.”
After 20 minutes, I could breathe smoothly. I didn’t cough any more. I laid down and slept quietly.
The next morning when I was holding the Law Wheel during the second exercise, I saw two Fa Wheels rotating. It was so absolutely wonderful! I knew it was Master encouraging me.
I then calmly looked inward and discovered many attachments: zealotry, complacency, vanity, fear, etc. That was why the evil forces could take advantage of my loopholes.
During the four months when I was overcoming sickness karma, I would see a tall figure standing by the side of my bed every night. I knew it was Master watching over me. It was Master's Law Body protecting me. I witnessed once again the sacredness and extraordinariness of Dafa cultivation practice.
Master left us with group Fa study as a form of cultivation practice so that we will learn from each other through sharing and exchanges to be able to elevate together as one body. This is the best cultivation environment for Dafa disciples.
During the time when I was overcoming sickness karma, many practitioners helped me send forth righteous thoughts to clear out all evil persecution. They also guided me to look inward, showed me how to clarify the truth, and taught me to learn the Fa within the Fa. They helped me understand more clearly that the key to doing the three things well is to study the Fa and study the Fa well.
When I’m with other practitioners, I can see their selflessness, kindness, tolerance, and compassion reflected in their words and deeds. Falun Dafa is truly the only piece of pure and clean land on earth.
Now, my health is good, my complexion is ruddy, my skin is delicate, my hair is black, my steps are buoyant, and I'm full of energy. The joy of being illness-free is indescribable.
My co-workers remark, “You look like a brand new person now that you are not sick any more. You are so cheerful. You've become so much kinder. You even look so much younger and prettier.”
I told them, “It is my Falun Gong practice that made these changes in me possible.”
I want to thank Master for my salvation. I want to thank fellow practitioners for their unselfish help. My gratitude really can’t be expressed sufficiently with words. Master gave me a second chance in life. I will cherish this precious predestined relationship. I will study the Fa diligently and as often as I can. I will cultivate to the best of my ability. I will do the three things well as expected by Master. I will strive to be a genuine Dafa disciple.