(Minghui.org) I am a 62-year-old Falun Dafa practitioner. When I was 34, I became very ill, and I sought treatment at regional hospitals, but to no avail.
My son also had me admitted to a renowned Beijing hospital, where I was diagnosed with pulmonary and extra- pulmonary tuberculosis. By then, the disease had spread to my intestines, stomach, and other parts of my body. Additionally, I also suffered from hepatitis B and experienced many other symptoms.
The hospital’s leading experts advised my family against further treatment, and I was released from the hospital. I suffered for three years from the ravages of the disease. My husband, family, and even famous specialists had given up all hope of any recovery.
It was at that point when I was told about chronically ill patients who recovered after they practiced Falun Dafa. I decided to give the practice a try. With this thought in mind, I spent days wandering aimlessly through Beijing in February 1999.
I noticed a group of people doing exercises one morning, and I was told that this was a Falun Dafa practice site. I immediately asked to join in and was able to sit in the full lotus position for 40 minutes, on my first attempt. Fellow practitioners loaned me a copy of Zhuan Falun, and they even chipped in to buy me new clothes to replace my shabby attire. I recovered within a month from all my illnesses.
At the onset of the persecution in July 1999, I was illegally detained at a Beijing police station. My son was able to secure my release, but as a new practitioner who had only cultivated for a few months, my understanding of the Fa was not deep. My fear caused me to abandon the practice and my illness returned soon after.
My husband took me to a number of hospitals where doctors tried many treatment methods to cure my illnesses, all to no avail. My husband gave up on having my disease cured by conventional treatments.
My son pleaded with me in 2004. “Mother,” he said, “wasn’t your illness once cured when you practiced Falun Dafa? It seems that only Falun Dafa can save you!” Master encouraged me through my son’s words to return to Dafa cultivation.
So I began to practice Falun Dafa again. As I had given up the practice for so many years, I had forgotten the exercise movements and did not have a copy of Zhuan Falun anymore. Because of the Chinese Communist Party's (CCP) persecution of Falun Dafa, practitioners were forced to practice in their own homes. It seemed impossible to find practitioners among the millions of households in the region. But, driven by my belief that I would find Dafa again, I asked everyone I met if they knew any practitioners. However, all my efforts did not pan out for the next two years.
A taxi driver then said that he knew a practitioner but did not know where he lived. Next, I ran into an old man who claimed to know a practitioner but was uncertain if this person had given up the practice. I begged him to help me find this person. Finally, after more than a month, we found this practitioner.
Soon after I came back to the cultivation path, I went through three separate illness tribulations and recovered from each one after diligent Fa study and exercise. I was uncomfortable, but my heart remained calm. Although my husband wanted me to consult a doctor, I refused. I firmly believed in Master’s words that all karmic relationships happen for a reason.
One night I had a strange dream of a bird sucking something from a chicken. Later, I realized that I had committed a grave sin by killing a chicken just as I stepped on the cultivation path. Practitioners should not kill. Therefore, when I did the meditation exercise, I used the method taught by Master to benevolently resolve the issue. The next morning, I spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, and a large sore on the left side of my face had disappeared.
Not only did the truth about Dafa save me and my family, but it also saved my village and friends. Fellow villagers, medical staff, village leaders, relatives, and friends were amazed when they witnessed my miraculous recovery.
I used my personal experience to clarify the truth about Dafa. I showed them truth clarification DVDs and encouraged them to quit the CCP. Many decided to quit, and others asked for Dafa truth clarification materials and subsequently quit the CCP.
At a recent dinner banquet, a former classmate who thought I had died from my illness was shocked by my youthful and healthy appearance. She knew the seriousness of my medical condition and demanded to know the secret of my miraculous recovery. I told her about Falun Dafa and what I experienced once I stepped into this cultivation practice. She then quit the CCP and contacted her son and daughter-in-law, who were employed in Guangzhou, and she told them about Dafa. They too decided to quit the CCP.
Master gave me a second chance in life to cultivate and validate the Fa. In this final period, I will seize every minute and second to cultivate diligently and clarify the facts about Dafa.