Overcoming Persecution with Righteous Thoughts

(Minghui.org) In August 2022, several fellow practitioners and I were illegally arrested and taken to the police station because we were clarifying the truth to people at a farmers market. I looked inward and found my attachments to showing off, fear, and lustful thoughts, so I sent forth righteous thoughts to eliminate them. When an officer tried to fill out a transcript, I refused to answer any of his questions, saying only, “Falun Dafa is good.” The officer tore up the transcript in a fit of rage.

The police raided our homes that night and took us to the hospital for a physical exam. When they told me to sign medical forms, I refused to, so a policeman slapped me twice. We were all held in the detention center, which was very damp. I was depressed and frightened. It was really indescribable.

In the detention center, if I didn’t sit up straight, the head of the cell would punch me in the back. I said to myself that this should not go on, and I wanted to do the exercises. But I felt a lot of pressure. Suddenly, I heard a voice saying: “Golden Shield and Iron Shirt have been given to you. What are you afraid of!” I knew that Master was right next to me, and I developed righteous thoughts. So I did the exercises that night when I was on night duty. I did this for three or four days—until the head of the cell found out. The next day, he and the three other inmates punched and kicked me, but I didn’t feel anything. I knew that Master was protecting me.

When the guards heard the commotion, they hurried over and took the four prisoners who had beaten me away. The one who had hit me the hardest was shackled. I was called into the office and asked what I had been doing. When I didn’t answer, he took out an electric baton. I then started to send forth righteous thoughts. I was a little scared at the time, but I kept sending righteous thoughts. The guard hesitated for a moment, put the baton away, and said, “You can do the exercises at home, not here.”

The old forces put a thought in my mind that I would be sentenced to from three to five years, but I kept sending righteous thoughts every day to reject that notion and recited the Fa from memory. The head of the cell asked me, “Can you really be released by sending forth righteous thoughts every day?” I said, “Yes, Master Li has the final say, and he will definitely save me.”

Fifteen days later, I was transferred to another cell where I could see the sun. Things were going in a good direction. I saw that the prisoner on duty had a swollen leg, so I told the head of the cell that I would do his job for him. The head of the cell was stunned, saying that everyone should learn from me and that Falun Gong practitioners were not ordinary. On the 25th day, when I was sending righteous thoughts, I saw through my celestial eye several clear words in the sky:

“fă zhèng qián kūnxié è quán miè”
[The fa rectifies the cosmos
The Evil is completely eliminated](“The Two Hand Positions for Sending Righteous Thoughts,” The Essentials of Diligent Progress II)

These words strengthened my righteous thoughts. When I used a small pebble to write on the wall, “Falun Dafa is good,” a prisoner asked me when I would get out. I said firmly, “Thirty days.”

As I was meditating on the morning of the 30th day, I saw through my celestial eye a Falun spinning in the sky and emitting golden light. I also saw that there was a fire in the sky above the procuratorate. It was still burning in the afternoon. After a while, a guard came and told me to pack my things. I was released on bail and returned home.

Two days later, a police officer came to my house to install software on my mobile phone to monitor me. He ordered me to take photos and upload them every day. After a few days, I thought it was wrong to do this, so I stopped. A few days later, the person in charge of monitoring the photographs called and told me to upload my photo. If I didn’t, the police would come for me. But I didn’t do it.

A few days later, the chief of the police station and an officer came to my house and ordered me to upload information and sign a guarantee statement to renounce Falun Gong. I said, “No, no, it will not be good for you if you force me to sign.” After a while, they gave up. As they left, I told them to remember “Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good.”

I had been out on bail for almost year when procuratorate officials called and told me to come to their office. I didn’t go. One afternoon, seven or eight policemen barged in with an illegal summons and ordered me to sign it. If I did, I wouldn’t have to go to the procuratorate. I said, “I didn’t break the law. I won’t sign it. You are breaking the law.”

I then asked them what law I had violated. I picked up the summons and tore it up. Then they swarmed me and put me in a police car and threatened me with criminal detention. At the station, they took me to a small dark room, where they punched and kicked me, slapped me to the ground, and put me in an iron cage. They didn’t let me sleep, shining a bright light into my eyes and yelling at me as soon as I closed my eyes. I lost feeling in both hands when they were handcuffed behind my back. I looked at them with sympathy and had tears of compassion for them.

The next morning two police officers escorted me to the prosecutor’s office, where I refused to sign anything. The prosecutor asked, “Would you sign it if we put you under residential surveillance?” I said I would not. Finally, they gave up and let me go at 5 p.m.

A few days later, several practitioners and I went to the procuratorate to submit an application to lift the residential surveillance. I said to Master in my heart that, once I embarked on the road of saving the prosecutors and law enforcement officers, I would not turn back. That was when I truly let go of self. I then sent forth righteous thoughts and saw silver needles growing from every sweat pore in my body. When the needles were fully grown, I said to Master that I didn’t know how to use them. He said that I just need to radiate them out, and I did. The silver needles flew from my body in all directions. On the way, I felt that Master was pushing me along.

We went to the procuratorate a few more times, but they refused to accept our application. The other practitioners clarified the truth to the public prosecutor, who tried to stop them from talking. I told the prosecutor that he would be held accountable when Falun Gong’s reputation is restored in the future. A few days later, I filed a written complaint against the police and the procuratorate.

Early in the morning several days later, four police officers came and put me in their car. There were other practitioners already in the car. When we arrived at the procuratorate, we encouraged each other to form a whole body to save people. We clarified the truth to the staff of the procuratorate. When an officer tried to hit me, the other practitioners stopped him. I ran in front of the surveillance camera and said, “That policeman is trying to beat me, and here is the proof. He has violated the law.” The officer stopped.

In the interrogation room, I was a little scared when I was asked the first question, but I told myself that fear was not my own thought and kept sending righteous thoughts. Then, no matter what they asked me, I said, “It has nothing to do with the case and I refuse to answer it.” In the end, I was told to sign the transcript, but I didn’t, and I was released at 5 p.m.

When the residential surveillance was about to expire, I called the prosecutor, who told me the case had been sent back to the police station. I went to the police station, and the officer who handled the case told me he would investigate it. I told him the truth about Falun Gong and ask him not to participate in the persecution, because it would not be good for him. When I was studying the Fa that afternoon, my compassion made me cry uncontrollably, and I felt that my compassion was getting stronger and stronger. When I was sending righteous thoughts at night, I saw a string of Falun radiating out.

In those days, I felt that the Falun in my lower abdomen was spinning very fast, turning back and forth, left and right. At night I had a dream that a big black shoe fell off my foot. The next day, I called the prosecutor, who told me to come to his office to sign the paperwork to lift the residential surveillance. I went, but I refused to sign anything and told him it was not good for him if I signed it. I also told him to remember “Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good.” A few days later, the police station withdrew the case and terminated the investigation.

After two years, the evil tricks of the old forces ended.

In the process, I forced myself not to think about myself, only sentient beings, and to not let law enforcement commit crimes against Dafa. I am grateful to Master for his tremendous compassion and tolerance for his disciple. Master does everything and is in charge of everything. My gratitude to him is infinite! I must practice diligently, save more sentient beings, and go home with Master.