“Hit the Gas—Don't Let Up!”
(Minghui.org) I was laying down in bed and memorizing the Fa after doing the Falun Dafa exercises on the morning of March 16, 2020, while my husband was making breakfast.
I unexpectedly fell asleep and had a lucid dream where I was riding a motorcycle, rushing to the top of a tall tower. I floored the gas pedal. My whole body was tense and I was very nervous. I was far away from the bottom of the tower and I knew if I let the gas up, I would drop. I only had one thought: “Hit the gas and rush up! Rush, rush, rush! If I let go, I will die!”
I saw a woman in front of me when I was approaching the top of the tower. She was also riding a motorcycle, rushing up. When I was about to pass her, I shouted to her, “Hit the gas, don’t let up!” When I reached the top, the motorcycle safely stopped. I then realized that I was not at the top of the tower, just at a plateau at one level.
I recalled the scene in the dream after waking up. It was like I had a life and death test. The feeling was so real. My legs were still tense and my hands felt as if I was holding the motorcycle handlebars.
I knew that this was encouragement from Master. I often thought about the scene. Master was encouraging me to face the challenge before me, and I would like to share that experience with fellow practitioners.
I had been persecuted by the evil for years, since I didn’t study the Fa well and had many human notions. After being released from prison, I transcribed Zhuan Falun five times and memorized it twice. Every day I read two or three lectures of the book, or new articles. Sometimes I spent the daytime clarifying the truth, so I got up in the middle of the night to study the Fa. Every day I have the Fa in my heart.
Without the Fa I cannot improve and I won’t have the power to save people. Sometimes my husband complains when he sees me studying the Fa after midnight. I then turn off the light, wait till he falls asleep, and then resume reading. I feel settled when I have the Fa in my heart.
My name is on the the local police department’s watch list. Since I haven’t eliminated many attachments, such as showing off, pursuit of fame, jealousy, competitiveness, and complaining, I am often spied on by plainclothes police. But I always remember Master’s teachings:
“Dafa disciples are the sole hope for people’s salvation.”(“The Only Hope,” Hong Yin III)
“The old forces don't dare to oppose our clarifying the truth or saving sentient beings. What's key is to not let them take advantage of the gaps in your state of mind when you do things.” (“Teaching the Fa at the 2002 Fa Conference in Boston,” Collected Fa Teaching, Vol. II)
I just follow Master’s teachings and do what I should do. I clarify the truth every day.
I once spent an entire day clarifying the truth, until dark. Two plainclothes police officers followed me in a car. Before I went home, I approached the car and tried to talk to them. The driver said, “Can you please go home?” What he meant was that they could not go home if I was still out clarifying the truth on the street. I felt pity for them.
Another time, when I was clarifying the truth in a large shopping mall, I approached a young guy. Shortly after I started talking, he nervously said, “Don’t talk anymore. They will get you.” He then left nervously. I had a thought that he was a good person who needed to be saved. I followed him and asked if he knew why heaven was eliminating the Chinese Communist Party. “The Party persecutes good people. It doesn’t allow people to point out its crimes.” I asked, “Have you quit the Party?” He nervously nodded, “I know, I know. They are trying to get you!”
I then realized that he was also a plainclothes police officer, but trying to protect me. He was a good person who knew the truth. I have Master watching over me. No one can touch me.
Another time, I clarified the truth outside a school. A fellow said to me, “Are you still sticking to Falun Gong? After so many years [of being persecuted], you still haven’t changed.” He must have also been a plainclothes officer, otherwise he would not have known my situation. I replied, “I will cultivate Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance forever.” He then left.
I talked to a man on another occasion at the entrance to a shopping mall. He said, “I know you. You are a Falun Gong practitioner.” I asked, “How do you know me?” He said, “I’m a police officer. Your name is on our watch list. Who doesn’t know you?” I laughed, “Am I well-known for cultivating Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance?” He then left.
Many police officers know the truth, and some quit their jobs after they learned it. Of course, sometimes people who don’t know the truth try to report on me. When it happens, I recite Master's poem:
“I heed not their thick fog or the gale winds they whip about; Mountain rains en route wash off dust from the expedition.”(“Expedition,” Hong Yin, Vol.II, Translation version A)
I solidly believe that with Master’s protection, no one can touch me.
Every day before I go out to clarify the truth, I kneel down in front of Master’s portrait and ask Master to help me validate the Fa and break through any interference. I also ask Master to guide people with predestined relationships to me. When a person is saved, I thank Master for his arrangements.