The Cultivation Path of a Nine-Year-Old
(Minghui.org) I am a Dafa practitioner who will turn nine this year. My grandma, grandpa, mom, and dad are also practitioners.
According to my mom, I was born with a red growth on my hand, a birthmark called a hemangioma. I was told that if it burst, I could bleed to death. My mom and dad had me listen to the lectures of Falun Dafa's founder, Master Li Hongzhi, every day. Eventually, the red growth disappeared.
My grandma said that my mom had hysteromyoma (benign tumors in or on the uterus also called fibroids) when I was born. After I was born, the tumors came out. I believe that Master Li was protecting me. After I became a Falun Dafa practitioner, I have always been diligent in my cultivation. If I don’t do well, I won’t be able to go to the place in heaven I came from.
When I was five or six years old, I had a fever of 107 degrees Fahrenheit. For about 10 days I had trouble eating and drinking, which caused me to lose a lot of weight. My mom ran a business that sold dresses, so I sat on a chair in her store most of the day. My parents were very concerned, so my mom bought me fever-reducing patches to put on my forehead.
However, I believed in the power of the Fa, and I knew I didn’t have an illness. I didn’t want to use the patches, but my dad wouldn’t listen to me. I was frustrated and yelled, “It’s because neither of you can let go of your attachment to me that I haven’t gotten better yet.”
I didn’t know why I said that, but my mom immediately stopped using the fever patches. I believed that Master Li would protect me and that reciting poems from Hong Yin would certainly help my condition. By continuing to recite from Hong Yin and listening to recordings of Master’s lectures, my fever went away.
Gaining and Losing Virtue
When I was eight and in the first grade at school, one child always hit me. Master tells practitioners,
“ … You do not hit back or swear back.” (Lecture in Sydney)
I couldn’t behave the way that kid did, so I restrained myself and did nothing. He continued hitting me every day, and I did not report him. One day, when he was hitting me, I thought to myself that he should stop. Isn’t he giving me all his virtue by hitting me? He then stopped. From then on, I knew that anyone who hurt me would actually be helping me by giving me virtue.
This year I’m in second grade, and I have been slacking off in studying the Fa teachings in the book Zhuan Falun. I read more often when I was in first grade.
In my class, there was another boy who always hit me. I didn’t want to be the same as him, but he continued. After being hit every day for two weeks, I felt anxious about going to school.
Finally, I decided to tell the teacher what he was doing. The teacher punished him, and he wasn’t allowed to go to recess. He had to stay inside and not use the restroom, while everyone else went out to play. I felt bad for him, and thought maybe I shouldn't have reported him. Perhaps my slacking off had something to do with what happened, and I did a wrong thing by telling on him.
I like watching animated shows, and my mom limited my watching to just one episode per sitting. However, I wanted to watch more and continued watching. After I kept doing this, my mom had a talk with me about how watching too much TV was also an attachment that needed to be removed. As a result, I stopped watching. If my attachments were too numerous, I would fall behind and not be able to make progress in my cultivation.
I was once competing with my grandpa to see who could hold the cross-legged sitting position (for meditation) the longest. I could do it for one hour, but the next day, he beat me by sitting for one and a half hours. The day afterward, I also sat cross-legged for one and a half hours. From this, I could see I needed to let go of the attachment to being competitive.
Encouraging My Family
When my great-aunt had pain in her gums, she sneakily took medication. I said to her, “Are you still a practitioner? Do you have faith in Master?” I left after asking her the questions.
Afterward, my great-aunt approached my mom and said, “Your child is right. After she spoke with me, I threw out my medication. How could I continue taking the pills after being called out by a child? I’ll just practice the exercises, and the pain will go away.”
I was very happy when I heard this. I gave her an orange to encourage her.
When my mom had stomach pains, people were pleading with her to go to a doctor. She was wavering and couldn’t decide whether to go or not. I told her: “If you go to the doctors and are not diagnosed with anything, it would be a waste of money. If you are diagnosed, you will always think about it. Wouldn’t that be an attachment? Master says you don’t actually have an illness. If you believe in Master, then you will definitely not have any illness.”
Upon hearing this, she decided to read with a Fa-study group. Afterward, the pain went away.
Helping Out with Telling People about Dafa
Every Sunday when I was free, I would accompany either my grandma or my mom when they went out to clarify the truth to help awaken people. They talked to people about Falun Dafa and then had me hand out inscribed pendants. I would run up to people and say, “Hi there. Take this blessed pendant, it will protect you.” Most people eagerly took one, and then the adult I was with would help the people quit the Chinese Communist Party. The adults enjoyed having me, and I enjoyed cooperating with them.
Master Li is happy when I awaken people and also protects me. For example, one day I was with my mom when she talked to people about Dafa. A speeding car approached from behind and right before it hit me, a force suddenly tugged on me, and I jumped aside. The car narrowly avoided hitting me. My mom was really shaken, but I knew that Master had protected me from injury.
“When disciples have ample righteous thoughtsMaster has the power to turn back the tide” (“The Master-Disciple Bond”, Hong Yin Vol. II)
That day, my school held a join the (communist) Young Pioneers ceremony and raised the flag. I sent righteous thoughts and repeated “Falun Dafa is good” in my mind. Suddenly my nose started bleeding, so I was sent to the nurse and ended up missing the ceremony.