Going Back Home and Genuinely Cultivating Dafa
(Minghui.org) I am a ten-year-old Dafa disciple. I started reading Zhuan Falun and Hong Yin with my grandmother when I was three years old. It took me a year to finish Zhuan Falun. I started to read Zhuan Falun by myself when I was four. I have now read Zhuan Falun 65 times. I wanted to share some miracles I’ve experienced.
The Words “Falun Dafa Is Good” Are Embedded in My Heart
Many miracles happened during my three years of elementary school. One time when a classmate made me fall, I did not blame him, instead, I smiled and said, “It’s okay, let’s continue playing.” Another time a classmate pinched my face and it left a mark. He got scared, but I told him, “It’s okay, don’t be scared, I will be fine later.” I recited, “Falun Dafa is good. Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good. The Falun will repair it.” Another time while I was playing I felt something hit me on my forehead. It started to bleed and I realized that it was a metal piece from a shuttlecock (the object you hit in badminton) that hit me. I covered my forehead with my hands and silently recited, “Falun Dafa is good. Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good.” When I removed my hands, my forehead was completely fine.
Master Presents Me with a Magical Tool
I started to learn calligraphy when I was in the first grade. At school, we were all learning simplified Chinese and I thought it had no cultural connections, so I decided to learn traditional Chinese characters. My ink brush became my good friend. One time, I dreamed of a big demon; it was about two meters high and had six eyes and four ears. When it pounced on me, I quickly took out my ink brush and a stream of golden light appeared from the heavens. It split the demon in half and dissolved it. Master had given me a magical tool—a magic ink brush.
Keeping Up with Studying the Teachings
“A person is like a container, and he is what he contains.” (Teaching the Fa at the Conference in Singapore, Team Blue Translation)
“So you must have a clear understanding on the matter of studying the Fa. Reading the books more and studying the books more is the key to truly elevating yourself.” (“Melt Into the Fa,” Essentials For Further Advancement)
After I finished reading Zhuan Falun for the 65th time this year, I had a dream where I was standing on a really high platform and there were two African-Americans next to me. One of them was in charge of giving out awards. There were African-Americans, Caucasians, Asians, and many other people in the audience. I was awarded a square booklet and on the cover, it said, “Honorary award for the Nobel Prize in Literature.” Everybody in the audience started to applaud. When I woke up from my dream I was very happy, “Thank you, Master, for encouraging me!” I told my grandma and she said I needed to also practice the exercises well in addition to studying the Fa teachings.
From then on, I did the exercises with my grandma. Though I don’t practice the exercises every day, Master would still encourage me. One time when I was half-awake, I saw a star falling from the sky. The star landed in front of me and I went up into the sky with the star. Then I saw a flight of stairs that was connected to the heavens. I went up the stairs and rode on a flying horse. The flying horse spread its wings and glided through the sky. It stopped at the cliff and the horse said, “There is a cliff up ahead, I won’t be able to bring you to the other side. You have to cross it yourself.” I spread out my arms like a pair of wings and got to the other side. There I saw many palaces and Buddhas. The Buddhas’ robes were all glistening and they were riding on many different animals such as cows, lambs, and fish. I was still riding on my flying horse until Master appeared and directed me to my palace. I woke up from my dream and smiled: I was truly home.
There are still many stories I have yet to tell. I wanted to tell all young Dafa disciples: as long as we study the Fa often, study the Fa well and listen to Master we will be able to go back home.