(Minghui.org) In May 1996, my husband and I met with my sister-in-law. She invited us to her home that evening: her family was going to be watching a video recording of Master Li Hongzhi’s lectures on Falun Gong. We were not initially interested but, as a courtesy, agreed to go.
The room was quite crowded when we arrived. I noticed something colorful rotating on the wall, unaware at the time that they were Faluns (law wheels). I asked some others what exactly they were, but they all said they could not see anything. One person who overheard me said, “Wow, you must have very good inborn quality. Your Celestial Eye is opened. You saw Faluns!” I did not know what inborn quality was, so I did not think much of it at the time. That night, I watched Master Li's (the founder) lectures with others. Somehow, I fell asleep. I woke up right as the video finished.
On the way home, I blamed myself for falling asleep. We soon purchased a copy of Zhuan Falun. After reading it, I came to understand that Falun Dafa is a Buddha Fa cultivation and that Master was cleansing my body that day.
“A few individuals may fall asleep and wake up as soon as I finish my lecture. Why is that? It is because their brains have illnesses that need to be treated. One will be unable to stand it if one’s brain is worked on. Therefore, one must be put into a state of anesthesia or become unconscious.” (Lecture Two, Zhuan Falun )
Master Li would often show me miracles as soon as I opened Zhuan Falun: Sometimes all the lines in the book turned yellow; other times, every character showed a Buddha's image; on occasion the words would leave the book and float in the air. It was truly spectacular.
My health was really bad before I practiced Falun Dafa. I suffered from a duodenal ulcer, gastritis, migraines, Meniere's syndrome, gynecological diseases, breast hyperplasia, hypoglycemia, and neurosis. When I got Meniere's syndrome attacks, I would feel so horribly dizzy that I would not be able to hear anything and I would also vomit. My bad health often made me feel that life was hard.
As soon as I read Zhuan Falun, Master began to purify my body. One day I had to keep going to the restroom, almost like I had dysentery. Yet I was in very good spirits. Two days later, all my gastrointestinal problems were gone.
Another time, I was lying in bed, conscious but unable to move. I saw something grayish coming out of my left ear and clusters of black substances leaving the top of my head.
Master not only purified my body and healed all my illnesses, he also gave me wisdom and abilities. Previously, I had never been very good at speaking in public. But one time, at a regional conference for teacher training, I was asked to give a speech on the spot. I thought that this was a great opportunity presented to me by Master, so I started by talking about Falun Gong's principles of Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance. The words kept coming automatically and I spoke for 40 minutes without any preparation. Some audience members were moved to tears, and others texted me later saying they were very touched by what I'd said.
One morning in 2013, my husband and I were riding an electric bike to our daughter's house to pick up our grandson. It was a new road with very little traffic. Suddenly, a speeding car hit us from behind. We flew more than 10 meters in the air, and I was thrown from the bike. My head hit the back door of the car. I felt something cover my head. It felt heavy and I could barely move. I shouted, “Master! Please save me! Master!” My head became lighter and I was able to stand up.
The driver stood there, speechless and trembling. I comforted him, saying, “Don't be afraid. We are okay. We practice Falun Dafa. We will not ask you for money.” I then advised him to recite “Falun Dafa is good. Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good” so the energy around us would get better. He agreed.
After reciting “Falun Dafa is good,” my head became clear. I suddenly remembered my husband, and I quickly looked around. He had been driven into a pile of dirt at the construction site next to the road, and the bike had landed on top of him. The driver helped move the bike, and I lifted my husband's head. He was bleeding from his forehead, nose, and the corners of his eyes and mouth. I called out his name and asked Master to save him. He opened his eyes. The driver wanted to take my husband to the hospital. My husband said, “We will be fine. We have our Master's protection.” Many people were watching. I told them to recite “Falun Dafa is good” with me, and some of them did.
The driver suggested one more time for us to go to the hospital. We told him that we were fine. He tried to give us 200 yuan for the damage to our bike, but we politely turned that down as well. My husband went to start the bike. I used this chance to clarify the truth about Falun Dafa to the driver, who agreed to quit the communist organizations.
My husband drove the bike with me sitting in the back. On the road, we kept sending righteous thoughts. When we arrived at our daughter's home, she and her husband were shocked to see blood on my husband's face. They tried to convince him to go to the hospital, but we insisted that we would simply go home. My daughter's husband took us. It was very difficult for my husband to climb the stairs at home, but he insisted on doing it on his own.
Learning of the accident, several local practitioners rushed to our home. Together we watched Master's lecture videos, sent righteous thoughts, and did the exercises. My husband was unable to stand. He did the exercises sitting on a stool and leaning against the wall. Despite the pain, my husband studied the Fa, sent righteous thoughts, and did the exercises every day. On the fifth day, he could stand on his own and did all five exercises. All the pain stopped.
One morning, my grandson Dayuan's face and body were covered in a rash. His face was swollen. His father consulted a local doctor, but the doctor did not know what it was, so he contacted a friend who worked at the Children's Hospital in Beijing.
My daughter and her husband drove Dayuan to Beijing. When they were passing Tiananmen Square, Dayuan looked through the car window and he was very excited: “Mom, look! Tiananmen!” Then he shouted through the opened window, “Falun Dafa is good!” His father was so scared that he immediately closed the car window: “Son, don't shout that. The police are right there.” “They won't hear me,” Dayuan smiled. His father drove quickly out of Tiananmen Square.
Suddenly, my daughter asked her husband to stop the car. He did not know why but he did stop. My daughter said, “Look at our son!” He turned and looked. “Oh my! Dayuan was cured! What a miracle!”
Dayuan's rash had disappeared as soon as he'd shouted, “Falun Dafa is good!”
They turned around and drove back home, without even visiting the hospital.
“Incredible! This was a miracle!” Dayuan's father kept repeating when they arrived home. My daughter told us the story. I asked Dayuan if he was afraid of the police. “They won't hear me,” he said.
Since Dayuan was little, my husband and I often told him to recite “Falun Dafa is good.” He watched Shen Yun DVDs, memorized some of the poems in Master's Hong Yin, and occasionally watched Master's lecture videos. Sometimes he would have a fever, but he would just watch Master's lectures and always got over it in a day or two. Dafa is already in Dayuan's heart.