(Minghui.org) The authorities have put me under surveillance since the persecution of Falun Gong started in 1999. They stalked me, tapped my phone, checked my bags, and even monitored my husband and I when he was hospitalized.
Facing such frequent harassment, I couldn’t help but be angry. I occasionally picked arguments with the authorities and complained about my situation to other practitioners. Later I realized that there must be a reason why it was happening to me and that I needed to look within.
When I started giving out Falun Dafa literature, it was unsettling for me because I had bad eyesight and couldn’t see strangers coming. I’d have someone be on the lookout and signal me when police approached.
One day I felt that it was inappropriate that I kept bothering other practitioners. I decided to send righteous thoughts and ask Master to protect me from the evil when I was out on the road. I also would recite,
“Dafa does not leave the body,The heart harbors Zhen-Shan-Ren;In the world is a great Arhat,Spirits and ghosts fear greatly”from “Mighty Virtue” in Hong Yin
“Righteous thought, righteous actionAdvance wholeheartedly, do not stopPurge the ghosts that disrupt FaTreat all beings with kindness”from “Righteous Gods” in Hong Yin II
“Dafa disciples speak the truthThe Fa-power of righteous thought strikes demon caves”from “Surround and Exterminate” in Hong Yin II
The more I recited the poems, the calmer I became, to the point where I forgot all about the persecution as I was giving out the literature.
As I studied and memorized the Fa more, my righteous thoughts grew stronger. I stopped fearing and resenting the authorities and began to have sympathy for them. I wasn’t afraid when people saw me leaving literature on their cars, or I was yelled at by the police. I clarified the facts to the police and even delivered the literature to the local police station.
Saving Police Officers
Once three officers charged into my home and began to take pictures before they said anything. The first thing they asked was if I still practiced Falun Gong.
Instinctively I recited Master’s poem “What’s There to Fear” (Hong Yin II) in my mind and asked them, “Why does it matter? The practice made me illness-free and happy with my life. What’s wrong with saving the country some medical expenses? Everyone wants to be happy and have a healthy body. Don’t you?”
They agreed but suggested that I practice at home instead of in public. I told them that this didn’t make any sense and they just left.
The next time the police called and told me that they were coming, I thought that they were asking to be saved and I agreed for them to come. As soon as they arrived, I solemnly told them “no pictures” and they put the camera down as I instructed.
I then began to explain why practicing Falun Gong was legal and that Jiang Zemin and the 610 Office had committed serious crimes by persecuting the practice. I also mentioned the Tiananmen self-immolation hoax and that Jiang staged it to instigate hatred against Falun Gong.
In the end I told them about the benefits of the practice and why so many people in the world practice Falun Dafa despite the persecution in China. I suggested that they treat practitioners with kindness and make up for their past wrongdoings. I also made sure that they knew that I was saying all of this for their own good.
The officers listened carefully to what I had to say, and before they left, one of them gave me his cell phone number and told me that if I needed anything in the future, I could ask him for help.
Master had removed fear, a degenerated matter, a stumbling block on my path, and a heavy burden in my practice, from me. He’s given me wisdom so that I can better clarify the truth and save people.
I attended a birthday party and among the guests were a policeman, a warden, a political legal commissioner, a business owner, and a Chinese Canadian stationed in China. One of them told me that I was the same age as his mother, only I looked so much healthier. Naturally I followed the statement with the fact that I used to be very sickly and a frequent hospital visitor and now, after practicing Falun Gong, I could perform any work required in my daily life.
One of them interrupted and told me not to promote Falun Gong. When I said that I was merely stating the truth, the Chinese Canadian immediately backed me up. “It’s true,” he said. “There are so many people who practice it overseas.”
His statement was quickly followed by an acquaintance of mine who knew the truth. “My mother started practicing Falun Gong after seeing her so healthy.”
After the party was over, I went to the warden and asked her to treat incarcerated practitioners with kindness and protect them. She smiled and promised, “Sure.”
One day with my celestial eye I saw myself behind me in a flame. Right away I knew that I was cultivating my Vajra body.
Category: Improving Oneself
