Awakening People Is Embedded in My Daily Life

(Minghui.org) I am 60 years old and I began to practice Falun Dafa in July 1996. After just a few days, my heavenly circuit opened. I could levitate over one meter high while sitting on the bed. I walked on my toes and felt like I was flying. I was so comfortable.

Practicing Falun Dafa Enabled Me to Read

I never attended school, so I was not even able to write my own name. However, a practitioner told me that Falun Dafa is for cultivation. I was very pleased to hear that; so I earnestly wanted to learn it.

I ran a shoe shop at that time. The shop next door sold office supplies. Thus if I had anything I could not read, I went next door to ask him. I had to point my finger at the characters in the book to read. If my finger moved away, I would not know where I was.

I joined the Fa-study group. After the others left, I stayed there memorizing the words and the sentences I had learned. I walked back home in the darkness, but I always had a Falun shinning on my path.

My husband was mad after I came home late, and he forbade me to practice the exercises and tried to get me to stop. Despite my husband's inappropriate behavior, I did what Master told us to do.

About cultivation, Master said: "It’s hard to endure, but you can endure it. It’s hard to do, but you can do it." (“The Ninth Talk” in Zhuan Falun)

After much effort I am now able to read all of the Falun Dafa books. I can even read Minghui Weekly.

Not long after I began my practice of Falun Dafa, I had a nose bleed that lasted over two hours. Later it stopped, and the bleeding never occurred again. I knew that it was Master purifying my body.

On another occasion, I was working on decorating my shoe shop. I stepped on a nail in a board on the floor. The nail almost went completely through my foot. I pulled out the nail, but a dark hole was left in my foot, yet there was no bleeding. I was thinking: Thanks to Master for helping me pay a debt.

Later a large growth developed in my chest that even affected my practice of the exercises. I had to cook for my family, and I tried to not let them know about it. I studied the Fa and practiced the exercises more. The growth was gone seven days later.

Traveled to Beijing to Clarify the Truth

I had a dream in 1999 that told me I would have to go to Beijing to take an exam. I thought that since I could not read, how could I take a test? However, I was told in the dream that I was capable of taking the test. Three practitioners and I bought tickets to go to Beijing. The three others were blocked on the way. I went to Tiananmen Square. The police arrested me and later sent me back home. My husband was upset and beat me.

The next year, I was persecuted by the 610 Office staff while I was detained in a brainwashing center. I was surrounded by many people who were cursing Dafa and Master. Their leader wanted to talk to me. I told him that he had to stop abusing my Master and Dafa. I said my Master taught me this Fa and led me to be a good person in line with Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance. I said that I had no illnesses and that I felt great. I asked them if they could tell me which part of the Fa was not good. None of them could respond to my question.

I again went to Beijing in 2002 to appeal. Two police officers brought me to a hotel to beat me. One officer held me by my hair and knocked my head against the wall; he used cigarette butts to burn my mouth, and he hit me in the face with the bottom of his shoe. I had one thought: “I am a practitioner; you cannot hurt me a bit.” The local 610 Office members and police came the next day. They questioned me and hit me at the same time for an entire morning. I went to sleep, and after I woke up, I felt quite comfortable.

They then took me from the countryside to the city. This time I used righteous thoughts to stop them from hitting me. Then they gave up on hitting me. The 610 Office head asked me: “What did you go to Beijing for?” I said: “I went to appeal for my Master. My Master has been wronged. Falun Dafa is good!”

My family members bribed them with over 10,000 yuan to buy my release so I could return home. My whole body was bruised, but it was healed three days later after I practiced Falun Dafa.

I Clarify the Truth Wherever I Go

I handed out the Nine Commentaries on the Communist Party and was arrested and sentenced to one and a half years of forced labor. Several other practitioners and I were held in a big van, and we were driven far away. I told the police and other prisoners the truth about the staged Tiananmen Self-immolation and other facts while we travelled. I clarified the truth for several hours.

The labor camp found that I had high blood pressure, so they refused to take me. The 610 Office staff had the labor camp's doctor check me again, and he came to the same conclusion. They said my blood vessels may burst at any time; so they would not take me.

I was supposed to be released, but I had the attachment of zealotry. I was taken to a detention center and detained for over one month. While I was there, I kept talking to the prisoners and the prison head. I told them that if they do good deeds, they would receive good rewards; however if they do bad deeds, they would be punished. I also told them that abusing others may bring disaster to oneself.

As a result, the prisoners stopped hurting each other. Of course, the first thing I talked to them about was the truth about Falun Dafa, and I told them they should quit their memberships in the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) and its affiliated organizations.

I later ran a tailor shop. I told everyone there about Falun Dafa. Eighty percent of my customers chose to quit the CCP. Every day I wrote Falun Dafa messages on paper currency to clarify the truth. One day staff from the 610 Office came to search my shop and my purse. They questioned me, asking why did I write that? I said: “To awaken people. What I wrote is all true.”

I was arrested again and put into the detention center. Another 10 practitioners were also taken there a few days later. Five of them started a hunger strike.

I worried so much that I talked to Master in my mind: “I need to help them leave this place with righteous thoughts so they can clarify the truth and save people. I can be the last one to leave here.”

I reminded them to send righteous thoughts hourly. We then said together: “Falun Dafa is good; Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good; dissolve the evil.”

I began to recite Master’s poem:“The Red Tide is at its fated end,Its flowers withered and fallen.Degeneration, heaven-sent disasters,And misfortune from the Party.Shameless conduct for power,Its greedy officials taking risks.Kind thoughts aren’t found in people’s hearts,More repression causes more resentment.For those who still persecute,The investigation shall be relentless.”(“The Red Tide Vanishes” in Hong Yin III)

The guards planned to force-feed those practitioners on a hunger strike. I told them: “As long as I am here, don’t even think about doing that. Every day we shouted “Falun Dafa is good.” The guards could not take it anymore; so the five practitioners who were on the hunger strike were sent to a hospital.

Two other practitioners and I were still being held. We began to sing Falun Dafa songs . My third eye saw that in another dimension, every unit window had loud-speakers; so all the prisoners could hear our songs, and they enjoyed it very much.

We sang songs every day. We then clarified the truth about Falun Dafa, sent righteous thoughts, and practiced the exercises. I realized that once our righteous thoughts were strong enough, nobody would dare to interfere because that was the enlightened beings’ state.

Three of our practitioners decided to begin a hunger strike. Then two of them were released. When the Chinese New Year was only 10 days away, the guards told me: “Get up and go home.” When I was leaving, all of the prisoners shouted: “Falun Dafa is good!”

Spread the Truth to Every Place

I went to my son’s city to take care of his child. Every day I handed out Falun Dafa materials to people in the street and on the bus. When my grandchild went to kindergarten, I started to hand out Shen Yun DVDs.

I met a person in the park. He said he had already read all of the materials and knew that the CCP was rotten. I said: “The CCP is doomed by heaven. I told you the truth so that you could avoid the calamity.”

One day I was having lunch, and an idea came to my mind: Hurry to a specific place, where someone was waiting. I explained to him about Falun Dafa and the persecution and he kept thanking me. I knew it was Master who had directed me to find that person.

I wanted to give out materials in a remote village, but I didn't know how I could get there. Then I met a street vendor. He heard me talking and accepted my DVD; he said the people in his village were asking him for that. He said he also wanted to read the Nine Commentaries on the Communist Party.

I told him to take some of the materials and that I would see him tomorrow.

However, I forgot to give him my telephone number. Since he is a street vendor, I wondered how I could find him again? The next day, I brought DVDs and the Nine Commentaries... with me. Master told me in my mind: Go this way and that way. Finally, I found that person. It’s a huge city, so without Master’s help, how could I have found him?

My daily schedule was arranged very tightly. I gave out DVDs in the morning, studied the Fa in the afternoon, and I handed out informational materials in the evening. Sometimes while having my meals, I was memorizing Hong Yin in my mind.

I experienced many things during my cultivation. Whenever I met people with whom I had a predestined relationship, I wouldn’t miss the chance to tell them the truth and help them quit the CCP. Awakening people is imbedded in my daily life. I realize that the cultivation time in the human world is limited and we, as Dafa disciples, cannot miss this time to awaken people. As Master said: “…there is a deadline for the end of cultivation.” (“Lecture at the First Conference in North America”)