(Minghui.org) I am 49 years old and I have been practicing Falun Dafa since 1997. In Zhuan Falun, Master talked about the Celestial Eye. I would like to share some of the scenes I have seen through my Celestial Eye.
Beginning to Cultivate
When doing the exercises for the first time, I had the symptom of diarrhea, which made me nervous. But I slept well that night and felt very comfortable the next morning. Later I knew Master was cleansing my body.
I began to read Zhuan Falun the following day. A warm current went through my body as I was holding the book. The profound principles in the book moved me to tears—I had been looking for the purpose of life for a long time, and finally I found it. With that thought, I saw myself becoming a monk dressed in a kasaya. This made me determined in cultivation.
When reading about the pure-white body in Zhuan Falun, I was worried: with so many human notions and attachments, how could I achieve this level of purity? As I continued to read the teachings, I tried to assimilate myself to the Fa while eliminating the root of human notions as well as attachments. Within two years I found my own body pure and white.
Amid the Suppression
After the persecution started in July 1999, I was mistreated for my belief. Police tracked me and detained me many times. As a result, I slacked off in cultivation.
One day when watching Master's video lecture, I was wondering that although I have been fortunate to cultivate Falun Dafa, I do not know if I could return to my origin because I had not been diligent. Miraculously, I saw Master walking out of the television screen and saying to me, “Please do not worry. We will be able to go back after the Fa-rectification is completed.”
I was deeply touched and, in my heart, I promised Master that I would cherish the opportunity and cultivate well.
Besides telling people about Falun Dafa and the suppression in China, we also explained bad deeds that the Chinese regime had committed, hoping people could separate themselves from the vicious regime. Once after going to a remote village distributing the Nine Commentaries on the Communist Party, I felt hungry as soon as I stepped on the bus going back. By then I saw two bags of good quality bread. Since there were hardly any passengers on the bus, I knew they had been discarded by an earlier rider.
“What a pity to waste food like that!” I thought to myself, pondering such moral degeneration would cause more and more problems for our society. By then, I heard Master's voice, “This is for you. If you just leave it there, you are wasting food the same way as the previous rider.” Hearing those words, I was surprised, happy, and grateful.
A Mountain Scene
One time when sending forth righteous thoughts inside a detention center, a picture showed up in front of my eyes, it was “Master Li quietly watching the world from amidst the mountains after leaving New York following July 20, 1999” as we see on the front page of the Minghui website.
I had six bad teeth and there was a giant anaconda inside each tooth. Master moved the anacondas to the mountain behind him through a conveyor, which immediately covered the entire mountain. After demolishing them, he moved and destroyed the anacondas on a more minuscule level. This repeated several times before they were completely eliminated. By then my toothache stopped and my teeth were firm as usual.
When continuing to send forth righteous thoughts, I saw Jiang Zemin, his followers who persecuted Falun Dafa, and people who had yet to quit the Chinese communist organization, who were all purged to the mountain behind Master, where they were destroyed. This continued for many days and I felt pity for those who followed the vicious regime doing bad things.
Among them I saw three guards in the detention center where I was kept. All of them had been on sick leave and I did not know the details.
Now I had a better understanding of why Master sat in front of the mountain after the persecution started, why we were able to walk through the unprecedented suppression, why that picture was placed on the front page of Minghui, and why the evil's attempts to damage the website always ended in vain.
Chains and Locks
As sending forth righteous thoughts continued, I saw my arms and waist were in handcuffs, and my legs and ankles were both chained. When I sent forth righteous thoughts, the chains and handcuffs were disassembled and fell off, layer after layer—first the black ones and later the white ones.
All of them were related to the debts I had owed at various levels in my previous lives.
For the black ones, Master could easily open them. But for the last lock at each level of white ones, Master had to bring me to the debtor for the lock to be opened with keys. It went on like this at all levels, from hell to the highest level. Those debtors also showed me how I mistreated them back then—at each level I was a king and that I tortured them with very cruel methods.
Those debts were almost endless and Master bore the pain for me to get me released.
My heart was broken upon seeing the scene, because I did not know how to thank our compassionate Master. I kept crying with regrets, “Master, I am sorry for all of this. And now I did not follow your teachings to be diligent. That is why, my Falun Dafa materials production site was ransacked and everything was confiscated.”
At that time, I heard Master's voice in stereo, “All these things [against Dafa] are their sins and they will meet their fate.”
Then I saw scenes of the last program in the Shen Yun performance. When I was able to watch the Shen Yun performance several month later, I found it was the same as what I had seen earlier.
With help from Master, I was able to walk out of the detention center soon without yielding to the viciousness. I know Master has been taking care of practitioners all the time, including me.
