(Clearwisdom.net) In order to validate Dafa, I wanted to put in writing my experiences of offering people salvation while being illegally detained several years ago.
Officials from the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) surrounded our Dafa truth-clarification materials production site on October 25, 2001, and I was arrested for the third time.
I was locked up in a detention center. At that time I had only one goal in mind: to validate Dafa, to tell people the facts, and to offer people salvation. I sent forth righteous thoughts most of the time and took advantage of any chance that I got to tell people the facts about Falun Dafa. This way almost all of the inmates in the ward with me understood the truth and recognized that Dafa is good. A few people did not want to listen and even laughed at me. I sent forth righteous thoughts to have them moved to other wards, to prevent them from interfering with my offering people salvation. After they were moved to other wards, the atmosphere in our ward became better. Eventually, when it was time for practitioners to send forth righteous thoughts, all of the inmates in the ward also sat on a bed board with one hand erected. Sometimes the guards saw us, but they only spoke a few words with me and never tried to interfere.
An inmate from a different province was the oldest in the ward. The CCP had brainwashed him for a long time. However, he still believed in a few moral principles. In my attempt to avoid being arrested, I had jumped from the fourth floor of my building and injured my leg. This inmate saw that I was in pain and that my leg was badly swollen, but that I still insisted on sitting in the lotus position for meditating. He often laughed at me. Initially I had a strong competitive mentality toward him. He often argued with me, but over time, the power and compassion of Dafa gradually moved him. He saw that with my badly swollen leg, I could still sit in a single lotus position. He also saw that I then started to sit in a double-lotus position, first for one minute, then for five minutes, and then for half an hour. When I was able to sit in the double-lotus position for half an hour, the swelling in my leg completely disappeared, and my leg regained normal function. He told others, "I have never heard him swear. His leg truly recovered. How miraculous Dafa is!"
From then on we often chatted together. We reviewed the CCP's ruling history, and he clearly recognized the Party's evil nature. He told me that he had originally made use of political connections so that his daughter could become a police officer after graduation, but now he didn't want to let his daughter become a police officer. Before leaving the ward, he asked me to tell him in detail about the beauty of Dafa. He also wrote the exercise phrases and the name of each movement on a piece of paper and took it with him.
One day inmate R, who was already practicing Falun Gong for more than two months, and I were transferred together to a different ward. A 20-year-old inmate there said to me, "My uncle specifically arrests Falun Gong practitioners." His uncle was the chief of the Domestic Security Team of a certain area. After R and I sat down, he told me, "The atmosphere in the ward is bad. It is very evil!" We then sent forth righteous thoughts together. The field cleared up before long, and soon everyone in the ward learned that Dafa is good.
I kept sending forth righteous thoughts and telling people the facts about Dafa. Moved by the power of Dafa, many inmates began to learn Dafa. I had several of Master's Fa lectures given after July 20, 1999, most of them hand-copied. The inmates borrowed the lectures from me to read, and some of the detainees started practicing the exercises.
Inmate A, who had been arrested for motorcycle theft, got a suspended sentence and was released right after he finished learning the Falun Gong exercises. Before he left the ward, he told me the bad things he had done before and asked me whom he should contact after he got home, so that he could find Dafa books.
Inmate B was from a neighboring province and had come to our local area to work. His boss had refused to live up to their agreement and did not pay his wages. Inmate B stole vegetables and was sentenced for robbery. I observed other inmates always bullying him. I spoke with him and told him about the beauty of Dafa. Gradually he started practicing the Falun Gong exercises and reading Dafa books with me. The swelling that he was experiencing was soon healed, and his severe hernia was much relieved. Before he was transferred to prison, he told me, "I am not going to bring anything with me, except I want to bring a hand-copied set of Master's Fa lectures."
Inmate C's family had moved to our local area from another area, and local people often bullied him. Since childhood he had accumulated hatred in his mind and was determined to fight back whenever he could. One time he had a fight with his neighbors, resulting in three deaths.
Inmate C was transferred to my ward, so I decided that he and I must have a close predestined relationship. We were almost never separated. On the third day after his transfer to this ward, he borrowed a hand-copied Dafa book. When he saw me erecting my hand to send forth righteous thoughts, he did the same; when he saw me sitting in the meditating lotus position, he also sat in the lotus position; when he saw me doing the standing exercises, he followed. I thought he was an interesting person, but the thought of "He had killed three people; can he practice Falun Gong?" somehow blocked me. I did not teach him the exercises and did not teach him how to send forth righteous thoughts. I only asked him whether he could understand Master's Fa lectures. He said he understood.
Five days later I saw that he was still persistent, so I asked him, "Do you really want to practice Falun Gong?" He said, "Yes." I then introduced Dafa to him in detail. I taught him how to send forth righteous thoughts and how to practice the exercises. I also wrote out the exercise phrases and asked him to memorize them. After that he called me “fellow disciple.” Soon after he started practicing Falun Gong, his celestial eye opened; he often told me what he saw in other dimensions. Although he wore heavy shackles attached to a large ring, he could still sit in a double-lotus position. Each morning when we sat in the lotus position meditating together, he always sat five minutes longer. At noon when we did the standing exercises together, he was tranquil. I saw that he genuinely practiced Falun Gong. I told him, "It would be great if we could have a copy of Zhuan Falun." Master saw my thought. When I went to another division to copy materials, I miraculously came across a miniature printed version of Zhuan Falun left by a practitioner previously imprisoned in that division. I was so excited that no words could describe my feeling. Several of us took turns to read the book, because at that time there were already five people sincerely wanting to practice Falun Gong. When C got the book, he read the book day and night, and read through the book every three days.
When 2003 was approaching, his attachment emerged. He thought he would be put to death in a few days and stopped doing the exercises. He only read the book. One week later he resumed the exercises. One day when we were eating, he asked me, "Fellow disciple, I did not do the exercises for several days. Why didn't you remind me?" I said, "What you have done was already commendable." But sometimes when the guard on duty saw that C was still in bed, he would say loudly, “Why don't you get up to practice Falun Gong?"
I remember it was December 18, 2003. For some reason I could not fall asleep; when I lay down, I felt something disturbing my mind. I tried to meditate several times, but it did not calm my mind. I did not sleep through the night. After breakfast, when I went to copy material the guard told me, "Hurry back to you ward; today is his (C) day to go!" I went back immediately and saw him changing clothes. He was very calm. I told him, "Don't forget to ask Master for help. Master said, 'If you can let go of life and death, you’re a God; if you can’t let go of life and death, you’re a human.'” (“Teaching the Fa in New York City” (1997) from Lectures in the United States)
He said, “I remember; don't worry, fellow disciple!” Tears blurred my vision when I saw him walking out with heavy shackles. This person had obtained Dafa right before the end of his life!
Inmate D was nearly 50 years old, intelligent and well educated. One day we chatted during a break. I told him the facts about Dafa, but he did not believe it. I knew that he was not a bad person by nature and that he was smart, and thought that he should be able to accept salvation. Soon, under my strong righteous thoughts, he gradually changed. One day he wanted to borrow our copy of Zhuan Falun. I said, "I cannot lend it to you," thinking that he may still be poisoned with CCP lies. He asked, "Why? Others can read it. Why can't I? I may also want to practice Falun Gong after I read the book." I said, "Then you can read the book."
Following his reading of Zhuan Falun, he was deep in thought, day after day. A couple of days later he said, "I want to read the book again." After he read through Zhuan Falun again, he began practicing the exercises. Although he did not dare to practice the exercises openly, he did part of the exercises here and there when the opportunity allowed. Sometimes when he sat in the single lotus position, he could not position his legs flat and asked a younger inmate to sit on his legs to force them down. Sometimes he forced his legs in the double lotus position but had to put them down quickly. One day he sat next to me and pulled up one pant leg. He asked me to take a look and said, "See, my swelling has healed, and my old age spots have also started to fade." I said, “Now you have witnessed the power of Dafa! It is really miraculous!"
On the eve of my transfer to prison, he took a new vest from his pillowcase and said, "This is for you. I do not have anything else." I said, “I cannot accept this. You family is far away, and no one takes care of you. You keep this for yourself!" He said: “This is my gratitude toward Dafa. I have no other way to express it. This is all I have." I cried. After I was imprisoned, I heard that he was shackled and handcuffed for practicing Falun Gong. The evildoers were really vicious.
Inmate E was 20 years old and the youngest among the ones who started practicing Falun Gong. His thoughts were simple and straightforward; every day when sending forth righteous thoughts, he had a different feeling. Master often gave him hints in his dreams; he often dreamed that he was flying.
There were also several other people in the detention center reading Dafa books without practicing the exercises.
In such an evil place, spreading the truth about Dafa achieved such a result! It demonstrated the power of Dafa and Master's boundless compassion. These events occurred over a span of 8 to 9 years and are deeply imprinted in my memory.
