(Minghui.org) Greetings, Master, and fellow practitioners!
In 2023, I wrote truth-clarification letters to many government departments to have my suspended pension reinstated. Because I thought things went well, I became zealous and I bragged about what I had done. I did not reflect, and I thought I would be fine because I mailed numerous letters. This unrighteous thought gave the old forces a loophole to persecute me.
A staff member from the mail delivery company called me and said, “You were reported for the letters you posted. I don’t know if staff from the Public Security Bureau or police officers came to ask me about it. I’m telling you this so that you’ll be prepared.” I thought, “Why didn’t they come to me directly?”
A few days later, four policemen from the National Security Bureau broke into my house and took me to the station. I refused to cooperate with the interrogation and I was beaten. They showed me several letters, all of which had been mailed by me. I started to explain the facts about the persecution and how I had been previously unjustly sentenced to prison.
A police officer said, “We’ll take notes.” The deputy head said, “These letters are in your name, and we have recordings of you, so why don’t you admit your crime?”
He ordered me to sign some documents. I said, “You’ll incur a great sin if you persecute Falun Dafa. For your own good, I won’t sign anything so that you don’t commit more sin.” He said, “So, it’s for my good that you refuse to sign the statement.” They said they planned to send me to the detention center.
I remembered what Master said:
“No matter what the situation, do not cooperate with the evil’s demands, orders, or what it instigates. If everyone can do that, circumstances will change.” (“Dafa Disciples’ Righteous Thoughts Are Powerful,” The Essentials of Diligent Progress II)
I was determined to not cooperate with the police. When they took my blood pressure, it was extremely high.
In my heart I told Master, “No matter what I’ve done wrong, or what attachments I have, those are not an excuse for the evil to persecute me. I only walk the path that you’ve arranged.”
I kept talking to the officers about Falun Dafa and the persecution. In the beginning, only the one who’d questioned me listened. I told them stories of how good is rewarded with good, but evil deeds are punished. They asked if anyone in our area was punished for taking part in persecuting practitioners. I cited several cases.
They listened intently. Then they discussed what to do and went to their superior for instruction.
I silently asked Master for help: “Master, I don’t want to go anywhere. I must return home! Please help me!”
The policeman brought in a form granting me bail pending trial and told me to sign it. I refused, and tore it up. Half an hour later, they called my husband to the bureau and threatened him. They made him sign the form and then I was released.
Officers from the National Security Bureau came to my home to ransack it. The investigator stayed on the ground floor of the building and said, “I won’t go upstairs, I have a terrible headache.” Two officers came to my house, looked around, and then left.
The next day, someone from the National Security Bureau called and told me to come to the office to have my blood drawn. I did not go. I wanted to study the Fa, send righteous thoughts and look within to get rid of my fear.
That night, I was awakened by a voice: “You have the attachment of pursuit.” The voice repeated this three times. I sat up at once!
In the middle of the next night, I saw a huge Chinese character for the word “End” when I sent righteous thoughts. I felt that Master was giving me a hint.
I thought I should go to the police station and ask them to drop the charges against me. But my mind was filled with fear and negative thoughts when I thought about writing a letter. I realized that this mental struggle was helping me eliminate my human notions, and I encouraged myself to act according to the Fa and walk every step well.
I looked within and discovered that I did things superficially and I did not cultivate solidly; I also had elements of Chinese Communist Party culture: I was strong headed, arrogant, competitive, and jealous. I liked to show off, and I had zealotry, lust, pursuit of gain, and resentment. I thought that my success was the result of my efforts. The most serious attachments were the notion that I was a victim of the persecution, fear, I dislike being criticized, and I also wanted to be acknowledged. I was dismayed to discover so many attachments. I was embarrassed that even though I had cultivated for more than two decades, I still had so many shortcomings.
Then I realized that my life comes from Truthfulness, Compassion, Forbearance, and that these human notions and attachments are not the real me: I am a Falun Dafa practitioner during the Fa-rectification period, and I completely deny the old forces’ arrangements.
I kept strengthening my righteous thoughts and sensed that the attachment that I was doing well in cultivation had gone. As I studied the Fa for longer periods of time and sent righteous thoughts, my mind became clearer. I looked within again and discovered that in recent years, I had been caught up in doing things. I studied the Fa infrequently, and I did not read Master’s teachings with a focused mind—instead, I was simply completing a mission.
I then sent strong righteous thoughts: Even if there are areas where I have not cultivated well, they will be rectified in the Fa. Only Master Li takes care of my cultivation; I don’t want any other arrangements. I sent the thought “Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness, Compassion, Forbearance is good” into the microscopic level of the lives of the policemen who’d taken part in persecuting me. I wanted them to have their true nature be in control, to have kind thoughts to protect Dafa disciples, and to choose a good future for themselves. I knew I should face everything openly, turn a bad thing into good, and save the beings who participated in the persecution.
Even though I was scared, I decided to send a letter to the Public Security Bureau. I kept reciting, “Fear, die.” I asked Master to help me and give me wisdom.
I first filled out an application to have the charges against me dropped and to cancel the upcoming trial, and I included a letter explaining what Falun Dafa is. But it was hard to enter the bureau to deliver it. Two policemen were on guard inside, and every level required a different elevator card. But with Master’s arrangement, I found an officer and clarified the truth to him for half an hour. I asked him to give the captain the application.
I thought I should clarify the truth to the deputy head who coordinates the persecution of practitioners. I prepared a similar application and letter. After much effort, I found his office. He was in, and asked, “Why are you here?” I said I wanted to give him some materials to read. He was furious and shouted, “How did you get into the building?”
He called an officer in to take me out and told me to not return.
I thought I still need to study the Fa more, send righteous thoughts and try again when my cultivation state had improved.
Practitioners in my area worked together, and sent righteous thoughts frequently. They often shared their understandings on the Fa with me, which encouraged and helped me a lot. This boosted my righteous thoughts and helped me realize I should not allow the old forces to make use of innocent beings to persecute me—I am here to help Master save them.
Every time I went to the police station, I recited the Fa in my heart and sent righteous thoughts. I memorized this section of Master’s teachings:
“What’s important for cultivators is righteous thoughts. When you have strong righteous thoughts, you are able to withstand anything and do anything. That’s because you are a cultivator: someone who is on a divine path and who is not controlled by the factors of ordinary people or low-level principles.” (Teachings at the Conference in Los Angeles)
As I kept clarifying the truth, I sensed a change in people’s attitude.
When I next delivered a letter to the deputy head of the National Police Bureau, he said, “You wrote another letter.” I replied, “You really need to read it. I wrote it myself and put my heart into it.” He said, “I will.”
But because I hadn’t submitted the application for the charges to be dropped and the truth-clarification letter to the director of the bureau, I went to the bureau again. There was no one in the guard room. I found a bunch of keys on the table and opened the garage door. They thought I was a staff member. A moment later, a guard came in. I said, “You’ve come to work.” When he said yes, I told him, “Here’s a letter for the director, please give it to him.” He replied, “Alright.” He took the letter and went inside.
After nearly a year, I wrote another letter to the director. I thought that this time I really should call him. I managed to find his contact number and called him. He said he had no time to talk, as he was going to a meeting. I felt that I had to go to his office.
There were two guards on duty on the first floor of the bureau. They wanted to take down my information. I said, “I have an urgent matter, I will go upstairs and drop off a letter and then come down.” Without waiting for them to agree, I quickly followed someone up the stairs.
I saw that the corridor was filled with people. Everyone had a big notebook in their hand. I saw that the director was busy. I did not want to interrupt anyone, so I walked into a room. When the person in the room asked what I wanted, I said, “I’m waiting for the director.” The person said, “You can sit here and wait.” I sat down and sent righteous thoughts.
After roughly half an hour, I realized it was quiet outside. I went to the director’s office. There was no one inside, but the door was open. I placed the letter in the drawer on his desk.
On my way out, I saw the officer who’s previously sentenced me unjustly. I asked him, “How are you?” He replied, “Not so good.” He appeared unwell and as if he was in pain. My compassion came out. I held his hand and said, “You have to atone for your wrong deeds. Please quit the Chinese Communist Party! Sincerely recite ‘Falun Dafa is good.’ Only then will you be saved!” He replied, “There are surveillance cameras.” I said, “You can say it softly, it’s all right.” He answered, “All right, I quit.” Then he asked “What are you doing here?” I answered, “I’m here to deliver a letter to the director.” He said, “He’s in a meeting, you’ll have to wait an hour.” I said, “Then, I won’t wait.”
Afterwards, I phoned the director to tell him where I left the letter. I’d completely let go of the fear of being persecuted after I delivered that letter. I changed my notions and placed myself in Master’s hands.
Master said,
“Those ordeals and the suffering, no matter how great or harsh you find them to be, are good things, because they take place solely on account of your cultivation. A person can eliminate karma and shed human attachments when he goes through ordeals, and through ordeals he can improve.” (“Fa Teaching at the 2008 New York Conference,” Collected Teachings Given Around the World Volume VIII)
On the day of the grace period for bail pending trial, I received a phone call from the investigator at the National Police asking me to go to the bureau. I was told that the charges were dropped.
I sent righteous thoughts to stop the authorities from making other demands. I asked Master to decide things for me and to not give the police the chance to commit sins against Dafa. All charges were dropped unconditionally.
As I was leaving, I wanted talk to the investigator. I asked him to go to a place where there were no surveillance cameras, and he said, “Okay.”
He told me that he now reads Minghui.org, goes to the Ganjing World platform, as well as the Shen Yun website. I was happy to hear that. He also asked some questions and was satisfied with my answers. He said he saw that I reported him to Minghui and he was on the list of perpetrators. I said, “It’s for your own good.” I told him that a police officer who was on the Minghui list of evildoers later did things to atone for persecuting practitioners. His name was taken off the list and he received blessings. The investigator smiled.
I kindly warned him, “Don’t persecute practitioners in the future. There are consequences.” I also told him not to damage the Dafa books that had been confiscated from practitioners’ homes and that he would accumulate great virtue if he protected them.
Thank you, Master, for protecting me and enabling the investigator to understand the truth. His conscience has been awakened and he made the right choice.
This year, I came to understand that what I went through was a process of strengthening my faith in Master and the Fa, as well as changing my human notions.
Master always looks after me and gives me hints; everything is done by Master. Practitioners also selflessly assisted me, and we cooperated as one body. I must study the Fa well, cultivate well, help Master save more sentient beings, and walk steadily on the path Master has arranged.
Thank you, Master, and fellow practitioners!
(Selected submission for the 22nd China Fa Conference on Minghui.org)