Leaving a Brainwashing Center with Righteous Thoughts
(Clearwisdom.net) Once I was seized and taken to a brainwashing center. I went on a hunger strike to protest the illegal detainment and memorized the Fa and sent righteous thoughts at the same time. I also looked within and clarified the truth to others. After a few days, I thought that it was time for me to leave and go help save sentient beings elsewhere. The brainwashing center was not where I belonged. I asked for Master's help to arrange an opportunity for me to leave. I had one firm thought: The center officials shouldn't know that I had left before I had arrived at a safe place.
One night, I froze the police officers with righteous thoughts and went downstairs with my towels and other belongings. However, after searching for a while, I couldn't find the exit. I paused and thought, “Master would open a safe way for me even when there's no way out.” I recited to myself, “When one is attached to nothing, the path underfoot is naturally smooth.” (“Unimpeded” from Hong Yin II) “When disciples have ample righteous thoughts, Master has the power to turn back the tide.” (“The Master-Disciple Bond” from Hong Yin II ).
Then I asked for Master's help. “Master, I need to leave here to validate the Fa. Which way should I go?” Then I saw a door. I opened it and left the building. In the courtyard, as I looked for ways to jump over the wall, I thought, “Master, please help me.” I suddenly saw a space more than a foot wide between the two doors of the courtyard. I slipped through easily. The whole process was magical. I knew that Master was by my side.
It was winter. I had on only one layer of clothes, one pair of socks, and no shoes. I quickly walked along next to the wall. I stepped on ice, snow, bricks, trash, and even broken glass. I had no time to worry about those things—I had to try to leave the site as soon as possible.
When I reached an open field, I heard the noise of a car. It was a taxi. When I got in the taxi, the driver was shocked. It was January, and I was wearing only one layer of clothes and no shoes. He asked me what I was doing and whether something was wrong. I had to get out of the taxi.
I continued to walk and reached a river at the end of the open field. I couldn't go any further and had to make a u-turn. Then I saw another car approaching. I sent righteous thoughts: “I am a Dafa disciple. Master, please help me so that the driver will not notice anything out of the ordinary and will give me a ride to a safe place.” As a result, the driver didn't ask any questions. I took two taxi rides and arrived at a fellow practitioner's home.
The fellow practitioner turned on the light and saw me. He was even more surprised. “All the doors are locked after 11 p.m. It's already 3 a.m.. How did you get in?” I said, “I don't know how I made it.” I collapsed on the floor and couldn't move anymore. The practitioner fed me, sent righteous thoughts for me, and read the Fa to me. After I took a nap, he did the Dafa exercises with me. Then he sent me to a safer place.
My belief in Master and the Fa was even firmer after this experience.
Another time when I was incarcerated in a prison, I went on a hunger strike for over seven months to protest the persecution. During my hunger strike, I was tied to a death bed or my hands were handcuffed behind my back. Every time after I was force fed, I became unconscious. Without Master's help, how could I, an old man over 60 years old, have survived such inhuman tortures? When I came to, I was thinking, “Indestructible righteous faith in the cosmos's Truth forms benevolent Dafa disiples' rock-solid, Diamond-Like Bodies, it frightens all evil, and the light of Truth it emanates makes the unrighteous elements in all beings' thoughts disintegrate.” (“Also in a Few Words” from Essentials for Further Advancement II)
When my mind was pure, even when I was lying on the death bed, I experienced the beauty of “as if empty, yet not empty. Move or become still with ease.” (The verse of the first exercise “Buddha Stretching a Thousand Arms”)
Later I had a lot of pustules and pus and two big bedsores due to laying on the death bed for a long period of time. My hip bones were almost visible. My feet were as swollen as steamed buns. My weight dropped to only 30 kilograms (about 66 pounds). I was at the verge of death. The prison thought that I had no more than three days left. They were afraid of the potential liabilities and sent me home. At that time, I could only lie in the bed and required assistance even to turn over.
Fellow practitioners came to send righteous thoughts for me, study the Fa, and share cultivation experiences with me. I also listened to Master's audio lectures continuously. After a week, I was able to stand up using the furniture to support me. After about two weeks, I was able to live independently. After three months, Master helped me completely recover from the verge of death due to the inhuman persecution of the Chinese Communist Party. I returned to the current of the Fa-rectification!
During my cultivation of more than a decade, I have experienced many miracles. Today I'm simply sharing two such miracles with you. I am truly grateful for Master's compassionate salvation and infinite grace.