Sharing My Cultivation Experiences

(Minghui.org) Since I did not have any big event to write about and I wasn’t young, I hadn’t written any experience sharing articles. Later, I came to understand that the process of writing one’s cultivation experiences is important and precious. It is a process of improving oneself. So I gathered my courage and wrote about several small experiences from my cultivation.

1. I Became Free of Illness

I began to practice Falun Dafa in February 1994 in Lingyuan, Liaoning Province.

Before the practice, I suffered bradycardia, thrombocytopenic purpura, and severe indigestion and insomnia. There was also a large thyroid tumor on my neck. I was very skinny and weak. Even walking was difficult for me.

My suffering seemed endless. I often asked myself why I live in this world. Sometimes, I thought death would be better.

After I began to practice Falun Dafa, I understood the purpose of life and why people get sick. I threw away all the medicine I had. I ignored my illness, and I no longer complained that life was unfair to me. Soon after, all of my illnesses disappeared.

I am now 71 years old, and very healthy. I take care of all the housework and look after my two grandchildren. Every day I go out with fellow practitioners to clarify the truth to people about Falun Dafa and advise them to withdraw from the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) and its youth organizations. I am full of energy. I thank Master Li, the founder of Falun Dafa, for giving me a second life!

2. The Police Could Not See the Practitioners Leaving

I moved from Beijing to a city in southern China not long before the persecution started in July 1999.

Local practitioners appealed to the municipal government for justice for Falun Dafa. That day, we were led by a government official to a meeting hall. Many practitioners stood up and spoke about how they benefited from Falun Dafa, both physically and mentally.

At the end of the meeting, government officials asked practitioners to sign their names. The coordinator of my exercise site suggested that I not sign it. Since I had just moved to the city, he thought it would be better not to have my identity exposed.

Several days later, a mass arrest of practitioners began. Upon learning this, three practitioners came to hide at my home. Two were coordinators of the practice sites, and one was in charge of the city’s main site. I lived alone at the time. Together we studied the Fa, did the exercises, kept in contact with other practitioners, shared information, and encouraged each other.

A couple days later, we thought that hiding like this was not the right way to go. We thought we should face the reality. So all three of them left for their own homes.

As soon as they left, the police came to my door. When they did not see anyone there, other than me, they were puzzled, “We have been watching this door the whole time. When did they leave? How come we did not see them leave?!”

I was not at all aware that my home was being watched! Later, I heard from a security guard in my district that the local police station sent several officers over, and they monitored my home for two full days. They knew I was from Beijing.

A local police officer questioned me, “We have been monitoring you for three months. We know who you are. What are your tasks here? How many people have you recruited?”

I told the police that I moved to this city because of my husband’s job. I did not have any tasks here. I practiced Falun Dafa to improve my health. Falun Dafa does not have any membership. Everyone can decide whether to practice or not. The teaching is free. There is no such a thing as “recruiting” people.

I also told him that the Oriental Health Expo named Falun Dafa as the “Star Qigong School.” I asked, “Why is it suddenly forbidden? Falun Dafa only benefits our country. Why is it a crime to follow Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance?” I said, “You people are unreasonable!”

The officer was angry, “I can’t control you. I will ask higher level officers to deal with you.” He immediately took his phone out and dialed a number, “This person has a bad attitude. Please come and take her away!”

I realized I was not kind enough when talking to the police. I told myself to calm down and have compassion.

With a much softer voice, I told him how bad my health used to be and how practicing Falun Dafa gave me a second life. Falun Dafa teaches practitioners to consider others first.

“If everyone follows Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance, the spiritual civilization and public security would become better, and you police would have a much easier time,” I said sincerely and kindly.

The officer also became kinder.

I wasn’t arrested that day. I am so grateful for Master’s hints and protection that enabled me to pass this tribulation!

3. The Hurricane Avoided My Home

In 2014, I lived in an apartment building in a coastal city of China. A severe hurricane hit the city. Many windows and doors on the buildings in my district blew out. Even some large trees were uprooted.

When the hurricane hit, my husband and I were visiting our daughter in the United States.

When we returned home, we found that there was no damage to our home, even though we forgot to close one of the windows when we left for the trip. We lived on the 15th floor. The windows and doors in the residences around us were blown out.

A neighbor told me, “We did a lot of preparation before the hurricane. However, our windows and door still blew away. You weren't at home, and you didn't even close your window properly, yet your home had no damage at all. You are truly blessed!” She knew I practiced Falun Dafa, so I told her more about Dafa’s wonders. All her family members agreed to withdraw from the CCP and its affiliated organizations.

4. Our Coconut Juice Kept Refilling

During a period of time, I moved several times, and did not make contact with local practitioners. Thus, I was basically cultivating alone. I clarified the truth to relatives, friends, and neighbors; and occasionally to people on the street. I also produced some truth-clarification materials myself and put them around.

After moving to a coastal city in 2015, I met another practitioner. We went out every day to tell people about Falun Dafa.

This city is a popular tourist destination, so we went to a park every day to talk to people. We first spoke to them about the local tourist attractions, and then moved to the topic of Falun Dafa. Our approach worked very well. The majority of the tourists we talked to were happy to withdraw from the CCP and its affiliated organizations.

Upon seeing tourists taking pictures, I offered to take pictures for them. Then I told them the truth about Falun Dafa. This also worked well.

One day we noticed a woman sitting alone on a park bench, looking depressed. We tried to chat with her and asked her if she needed help. She said no. She didn’t look normal. We chatted with her some more. She admitted to us that she planned to kill herself by jumping into the ocean after it got dark.

We started to talk to her about Dafa. We told her why people suffer, the purpose of life, and the terrible consequence of committing suicide. We talked about how precious one’s life is, and about the wonders of Falun Dafa.

She listened carefully, and gradually her mood lightened.

“Sisters,” she smiled to us, “I now understand much more about life from what you have told me. I will never think of doing such a foolish thing as killing myself.”

At the end of our conversation she agreed to withdraw from the CCP. We were so happy for her!

One rainy day, along with a dozen tourists, we ran for shelter under a pavilion in the park. It was a great opportunity to clarify the truth. We started by mentioning how the CCP officials are corrupt. Everyone agreed with us. We followed by talking about Dafa and the persecution. Eight of them agreed to quit the CCP on the spot. The rain stopped exactly when we finished. I know it was Master who arranged this opportunity for us to save these people!

On another occasion, it was a very hot day, we were leaving the park, and saw many people drinking coconut juice at the park gate. We also bought coconut juice and sat next to a young man. The young man was very happy to hear us talk about Dafa.

When he agreed to quit the CCP, I asked his last name. He said his last name was “Zeng.”

“Let’s use the name ‘Zeng Fu’ to declare your withdrawal,” I said. (“Fu” means good fortune in Chinese.)

“My real name is Zeng Fu!” He was surprised. “How did you know? That’s amazing!”

I suddenly noticed that during our conversation my coconuts were refilling with juice on their own! My fellow practitioner’s was the same. Whenever we sucked all the juice through the straw, more liquid appeared! We took this as encouragement from Master, and were very grateful!

5. Cultivating Unwaveringly

It has been 22 years since the CCP began its persecution of Falun Dafa practitioners.

I recall that during the darkest time, I heard Master’s voice in my dream one night. I knew Master was encouraging me. Despite the brutal persecution, I always believed in Master and Dafa. I never had the slightest doubt that I will cultivate Dafa unwaveringly.

I have cultivated Dafa for 27 years. I am so fortunate to have the opportunity to know about Falun Dafa, and to have even met Master in person in this lifetime!