China Fahui | Compassion Emerges When Fear, Competitiveness, and Negativity Are Dissolved

(Minghui.org) Greetings, Master! Greetings, fellow practitioners!

Ever since I filed a criminal complaint in 2015 against Jiang Zemin, the former Chinese Communist Party (CCP) dictator responsible for the persecution of Falun Gong, the police have “visited” me regularly, especially before the Chinese Communist Party’s (CCP) major political meetings. Initially, I firmly ordered them to leave. As time passed, however, I realized that some of them are good people. The “harassment” became an opportunity for me to clarify the facts to them. Here, I’d like to share how I changed my attitude about the police.

I Resented and Feared the Police

When the persecution began in 1999, I developed strong negative feelings about the police after witnessing them relentlessly arresting practitioners. I now realize that the root of such feelings was fear. The police are not our enemies; they are victims used by the CCP to persecute us. But because of my fear, I had a strong intention to protect myself and a strong competitive mentality.

The first incident of harassment occurred in 2016, when the village manager and six police officers came to my home. I wasn’t at there at the time. My daughter, a recent college graduate, was home alone. They asked her if I was still practicing Falun Gong and threatened to take me to a brainwashing center or sentence me to prison.

Every officer was carrying a video recorder on their shoulder. My daughter was a little scared, but she still responded, “It’s not possible for my mother to give up practicing Falun Gong. She didn’t do anything wrong by trying to be a good person.”

She then asked for the officers’ names and they all, including the police chief himself, told her their names and titles.

My daughter again emphasized that there was nothing wrong with practicing Falun Gong. When they asked for my and my husband’s cell phone numbers, she refused to give them. One young officer insisted, “You have to give us a number. How else can we report to our superiors?”

Unable to avoid answering, my daughter gave them a false number, claiming it was hers.

When I got home, my daughter explained what had happened. That evening, I went to see the village manager and asked him why he had taken the police to my home. He replied that the police were looking for me and didn’t elaborate on the reason. He added that, if he had known they were there to harass me because of my faith, he wouldn’t have taken them.

I said, “They are persecuting good people. I hope you won’t cooperate with them anymore.” I handed him a booklet, which he accepted.

The police chief and one officer returned the next morning when I was out grocery shopping. My daughter was home again by herself. This time, she wasn’t nervous and invited them inside.

The chief asked my daughter about the Tiananmen self-immolation hoax. She told them how the CCP had staged the entire event. After ten minutes, their phone rang and they got up to leave.

My daughter didn’t let them go and continued to clarify the facts to them. She talked for another ten minutes and grabbed the police chief’s arm to pull him back when they hustled outside. It wasn’t until someone called him again that they left.

I went to the village manager and asked him why the police came again. He said he didn’t know about it. He also said that the police took the booklet I gave him. I realized that while the police looked vicious on the surface, they were there to seek the truth.

Two days later, the police came again and we met right outside my home. Even though I knew I should clarify the facts to them, I couldn’t speak calmly because I was nervous and fearful. I blurted out, “Who are you?”

“We are from the police station.” they said.

“You are in the wrong place. I have nothing to do with the polic. I didn’t break any law or do anything wrong.”

One young officer tried to confirm my identity and asked to talk to me inside. I insisted we talk on the street and asked my husband to record the interaction. When I asked the officer his name, he started to cry and asked me not to write it down.

My husband criticized them for harassing us and disrupting our lives. In response, they threatened to call for reinforcements.

I also accused them of interfering with my daily life. The younger officer asked me to lower my voice, fearing that people on the street might hear our conversation. I assured him I had nothing to hide and, and realizing they couldn’t dissuade me, the officers returned to their car.

I said to them, “Don’t follow the communist regime in persecuting Dafa practitioners. It’s not good for you.” They stood there listening.

When I finished, I said, “I’m done. You can leave now. Remember, don’t come back and don’t let the communist regime use you to persecute us.”

After they left, my neighbors asked me what had happened. I told them that the police came to harass me because I practice Falun Gong. “Just ignore them. They aren’t doing anything positive.” my neighbor said.

I’m grateful that when I courageously spoke openly about the persecution, my neighbor was able to understand the facts. I’m also glad that I overcame my fear and clarified the facts to the police.

A year later, the police returned, ostensibly to deliver a flyer for an anti-fraud cell phone app. My daughter stopped them at the door and told them we had already received the flyer from the village officials. They said they wanted to give it to me personally and kept asking if I was home. My daughter insisted that she could pass along the flyer or any message to me for them, so they left.

Compassion Emerges When Fear, Competitiveness, and Negativity Are Dissolved

For the next few years, the police continued to return every year to harass me. They often came in without knocking. But when they saw me, they would flee without saying anything. Their actions fueled my anger. I videotaped them whenever they returned, which only made them retreat even faster.tme.

When they came during the COVID-19 pandemic, my daughter said, “The police are supposed to arrest bad people. Why don’t you do your duty instead of repeatedly harassing us? My cell phone was stolen at a community fair a few years ago. I reported it to you, and you haven’t found it yet or caught the thief. Why can’t you spend your time doing things you should be doing? You are wasting your time with nonsense like this. Dafa practitioners are all good people, yet you choose to harass those who do good.”

One officer remarked, “We cracked a case last year.”

My daughter said, “Just one case a year? How efficient is that? If you spent half the time and energy you waste harassing Dafa practitioners on those cases, you could have already solved them all.”

As the conversation grew more heated, I stopped my daughter and shared stories about karmic retribution and the importance of compassion even when carrying out the persecution policy. They understood my point and confessed that they indeed faced a lot of pressure from their supervisors and they had no intention of harassing me personally.

As my attitude changed, their tone softened as well. They shared with me many difficulties they were facing. When they came again, they tried to keep a low profile and were friendly. I understood that they were kind people just doing their jobs. My coldness toward them gradually melted away.

When I shared this experience with other practitioners, we realized that we wouldn’t be able to change their hearts using negative means. When I drove them away, I didn’t save them or improve in my own cultivation. I decided to change myself and work on my fear and competitiveness. I should no longer turn them away them. Even if they were simply following their supervisor’s orders, that is merely a superficial reason; there must be a deeper reason for them to find me, perhaps for me to clarify the facts to them. Maybe it’s Master who arranged all this. Otherwise, they might never have any opportunity to talk to a Dafa practitioner. Through our conversations, I sensed their confusion and realized they knew nothing about Dafa.

Last October, two officers visited me again. One of them talked to me and the other secretly recorded me with his cellphone. I reminded myself to treat them with compassion so that their visit wouldn’t be in vain. I invited them in and offered them tea and fruit.

They were surprised but agreed to sit down and talk with me. It was obvious that they weren’t very comfortable at first, but I didn’t let this affect me. Instead, I explained the basic facts about Dafa and the financial persecution I suffered after suing Jiang. I also apologized for my bad attitude in the past. They listened carefully and even urged me to contact my employer recover the money owed to me.

Shortly after, they got a call about another case, so they finished their tea and left. This experience made me realized the importance of showing them kindness. They were even younger than my daughter, and I felt a responsibility to save them.

When they came to see me this June, I happened to be taking a shower. While waiting for me to get dressed, they stood in the front yard and chatted with my husband. One officer said to him, “Society has become so dark nowadays. There’s no way I would join the Party.”

When I came out, I asked them to protect themselves given the current political circumstance. They in turn reminded me to pay attention to my own safety while distributing Dafa materials.

I told them that I;d heard many officers were now ignoring tips when someone reported practitioners distributing materials. “They are all protecting Dafa practitioners. You should do the same and accumulate virtue for your offspring.”

They assured me that they weren’t arresting any practitioners and said those who report Dafa practitioners are fools. I urged them to sincerely recite “Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good” and that they would be blessed. One officer told me that he didn’t join any of the CCP’s organizations.

Before the CCP’s military parade in September 2025, I prepared many materials intended for the police, but they never came.

Look Beyond the Superficial to Understand the Fundamentals

Fear often comes from ignorance. Only when we see beyond the surface appearance and understand the true reason behind things can we make fewer mistakes and be more efficient in saving people.

It’s remarkable to reflect on how fear controlled me for many years. As I begun to understand my attachment, I developed kindness and compassion, as well as a sense of responsibility to fulfill my mission. Without fear, rationality returns.

Master asked us not to miss anyone with a predestined relationship with us. We should not be selective. When interacting with police officers, we need to be kinder to them and have more compassion for them to help them appreciate the beauty of Dafa. This is an important step in our countering the persecution and saving people.

No matter how things look on the surface, we still should make use of every opportunity to save people. Let’s all change our attitudes about the police. They are just doing their job, and beneath their uniforms, their true souls long to connect with us. Some practitioners are going to the police station directly to clarify the facts. Many officers are good people who can sense our compassion for them.

Above are some of my recent experiences and understandings. I welcome fellow practitioners to point out anything improper.

Thank you, Master! Thank you, fellow practitioners!

(Selected submission for the 22nd China Fa Conference on Minghui.org)