(Minghui.org) During the summer of 1978, I was 14 years old. That was when I developed an infection that left me with rheumatic heart disease. The disease left me with a rapid heartbeat and breathing difficulty.
Whenever my condition worsened, I had to be hospitalized.
I came down with another strange illness during the winter of 1979, and I was completely paralyzed. I could walk again after extensive treatments but remained unable to climb stairs.
I contemplated suicide when I was 19. My mother stopped me and said that she had taken care of me for so many years in the hope that someday I would be cured. Moved by her words, I decided to live.
Illnesses and symptoms continued to plague me, and I became depressed, especially when several doctors were careless in treating me, which resulted in more physical problems.
By the time I was in my mid-30s, I was on countless drug regimens and intravenous drugs, administered almost every two or three days.
With my huge medical bills, I became a huge financial burden for my father and mother.
My mother had been my primary caregiver, and, over the years, the stress and effort made her health deteriorate. She had many illness symptoms, and medication didn't help.
Then she secured a copy of Falun Gong, the introductory Falun Dafa book, and decided to cultivate in Dafa. She regained her health and saved her employer more than 10,000 yuan in annual medical fees.
My life reached a turning point in January 1999 when I, too, decided to practice Falun Dafa. I read all of Zhuan Falun, the main book of Falun Dafa, in a day and a half. The explanations in the book addressed all my yearnings and questions.
As I read, I felt very comfortable, so I decided to practice it.
A few days later, however, I changed my mind and decided not to cultivate. Just as this thought passed through my mind, a white spirit appeared and told me that it would leave if I gave up cultivation in Dafa.
I then recalled what I had read in Zhuan Falun. It said that there is a precious white substance, called de, which embodies virtue and merit.
“Please don’t leave. Be assured that I will continue to cultivate, even if I encounter a multitude of difficulties,” I said and repeated this several times. From that point on, I began to practice Falun Dafa.
After I expressed my resolve to cultivate in Dafa, I had an amazing experience. As I read Zhuan Falun, I saw a tiny, golden object emerge over the left side of my head. Like the gears of a machine, this object rotated rapidly and with great force. As it moved around, black and grayish blue substances above my head vanished. I experienced extreme comfort, and my room appeared fresher and brighter.
I described what I had witnessed to my sister. “What you saw could be a Falun. Perhaps your surroundings were cleaned,” she said. “That is a good thing, and you have to continue cultivating diligently!”
My mother and I took a taxi to a practice site in January 1999 because I was unable to walk long distances. When I did the sitting meditation, I felt something enter my lower abdomen. After sitting for 20 minutes, I felt an extremely pleasant, warm sensation move through my legs. And after the exercise, I was strong enough to walk home on my own.
The Falun Dafa teachings told me what I needed to know to become a good person, so I began to evaluate all that I did according to the requirements of the Fa.
After 12 days, I no longer had many of my illness symptoms.
However, I suddenly experienced severe heart palpitations and was seized with indecisiveness. “Should I take my heart medicine? If I took it late in the past, I ended up going to the hospital.” Suddenly, I recalled an experience sharing article written by an elderly practitioner, and I realized that this was a test. It was only to determine if I really believed in the Fa.
I recalled how miserable life was for me prior to cultivation. Then I sensed how much I truly believed in Dafa. “I do not need to take any medication, because these are only symptoms.” Instantly, my heart stopped palpitating, and I felt strong, rhythmic beats in my chest. I had passed the test.
From then on, I did household chores, took over the management of the house, and took care of my aging parents and in-laws.
At the age of 43, I gave birth to my daughter. And I remain in perfect health to this day.
I got my wish—which was to be independent and care for others instead of being cared for.
Those who know me frequently exclaim, “You look like an entirely different person!”
It is true: Falun Dafa practitioners are truly the luckiest people in the world!