(Clearwisdom.net) In order to share with fellow practitioners some magical things that I have come across for mutual encouragement, I write this, even though they may seem a bit trivial. To me they were truly beautiful experiences.
As I recall, once while I was taking part in group practice at school and doing the "Standing Stance" exercise, an assistant aided me, and all of a sudden, I felt a very strong, warm current going through my body from the top of my head to the bottoms of my feet. I knew then it was Master cleansing my body.
One evening on my holiday vacation, my sister's son, who was not quite three, was playing on the sofa. I suddenly noticed this little boy staring at the ceiling as if he saw something. Suddenly he sat down, smiled at me, crossed his, legs and pressed both hands together in heshi.
In a little while he asked me, "Uncle, can you give me a Falun to play with?" I inquired, "Where is the Falun?" He pointed at my shoulder and said, "Falun is there." And he pointed at my right palm, saying, "It's there too." This made me quite emotional, because I did not see anything. I realized that our Master wanted to strengthen my confidence through this little boy. My mother, who is also a practitioner, came and asked him, "Does Grandma have Falun?" "No," he replied. My mother felt ashamed and immediately walked away to study the Fa.
My neighbor is a schoolteacher, and all three of her family members are Dafa practitioners. Her husband's third eye is even open. Once while they were doing the sitting meditation, her husband saw a small Buddha in their daughter's lower abdomen and a lotus flower on her head. Another time while she was sending forth righteous thoughts, a practitioner friend of hers told her, "Wow, I saw a lotus flower flying up and up from the top of your head."
I know also of a practitioner, an older woman, whose son and daughter don't understand her, but her granddaughter, a non-practitioner, has told her many things. Her granddaughter said, "Grandma, when they (meaning the old woman's son and daughter) were scolding you, they were giving you lots of De." "What does De look like?" the grandma asked. "De is a white matter, very light, like a feather," her granddaughter said. This older grandmother also described karma to me. She said that it looks like a piece of roof tiling reflecting an image of a ghost's face.
Such things do not really surprise us after all these years of cultivation practice. Although what we have experienced is really nothing to write about since we are still in the maze, when we are reminded of how narrow minded ordinary people are, how little they know, and how they resist believing what they do not see, we can only feel for them.
July 27, 2006
