(Minghui.org) Having cultivated for 20 years, I know with unwavering, rock-solid faith in Master Li and Dafa that no barrier exists that cannot be overcome.

I retired at the end of March 1999 and was fortunate to participate in the last group event promoting Falun Dafa in my region. That night I saw a sphere as big as a basketball rotate a few times above my forehead, then move back and forth between my temples. I asked other practitioners about it, and they said I saw a Falun (law wheel).

Tears of Gratitude

Just after I began practicing Dafa, the persecution started. I didn't have a copy of Zhuan Falun and could not physically do the fifth exercise (the sitting meditation) properly, but Master still let me experience the greatness of Dafa.

Once, while practicing the sitting meditation, I sat on the ground without crossing my legs. But in just a short while, I felt like I was floating in the ocean. The energy warmly embraced me; I had never felt so comfortable. I smiled, and tears of gratitude for Master's mighty grace streamed down my face.

When I transcribed the Fa teachings from a borrowed book, I saw golden light glittering between the lines and images of Buddhas, Taos, and gods, as well as a cherub with wings. The statue of a bodhisattva also appeared in the book.

It felt very sacred, so I kept transcribing the book and didn't want to rest for even a moment! I was afraid I couldn't keep up with other practitioners, but I could feel Master Li encouraging me.

In the beginning, I only understood Dafa perceptually, but I gradually gained a rational understanding and firmly embarked on the path of validating Dafa.

Speaking Up for the Truth

From 1999 to 2003, our residential office employed three police officers. After contacting me several times, they all saw that I was a good person. When a fourth officer came to work there, the communist regime enticed him to participate in the persecution by doubling his pay. And anyone who didn't follow orders would be fired.

This officer followed orders and took me to a brainwashing center.

I was taken to a room where there were other people I didn't know, but they all besieged me.

At that moment, I felt Master's Fashen (law body) by my side. I recall seeing a page of heavenly writings hanging in the air that said: “I am a cultivator outside of the Three Realms; I signed a contract with Master, and the evil is not eligible to persecute me.”

So I answered their questions with full mindfulness and told them the truth about Falun Dafa. They tried to convince me not to practice Dafa anymore and learn some other exercises instead.

I told them how Falun Dafa truly teaches people to be good. They responded by saying that Dafa practitioners besieged the Zhongnanhai central government compound in Beijing.

I explained that there was no such siege or attack and that this was a rumor started by former Chinese Communist Party (CCP) head Jiang Zemin. The stressful atmosphere in that room caused my head, eyes, and the bridge of my nose to swell.

I finally said, “I’ve talked too much today. I will explain all this to you clearly later.”

I didn't know they had secretly called a doctor to take my blood pressure. After my blood pressure was taken, no one said anything else. I then realized that Master was there to save me!

During the night, another person took my blood pressure twice. The next day, the brainwashing center called the police officer of my residential office and told him my blood pressure was really high.

The head of the center asked me to explain my situation, and I seized the moment to relay the information that Jiang Zemin was using a quarter of China's GDP to persecute Falun Dafa.

I said: “In our community alone, most people make little more than 200 yuan a month and worry where their next meal is coming from. But Jiang Zemin uses you to persecute me. There is a director of a neighborhood committee, a police officer, and a street officer who spend more than 100 yuan a day on meals alone. They rent a room for 200 yuan a day, plus they are paying you. What do you think about spending all that money just to persecute someone who wants to be a good person?”

As I was talking, I crossed my legs and sat up straight on the bed. I was surprised, because normally I could not cross my legs—this was a miracle!

With Master's blessing, my wisdom poured out like a spring. I told him: “The CCP staged the self-immolation at Tiananmen Square. Wang Jindong, who was said to have practiced for four or five years, could not even cross his legs. Even the way he conjoined his hands was incorrect.

“The Sprite bottle between his legs was plastic and filled with gasoline, but it didn’t burn. His clothes were burned, but his hair was untouched. How could that be? It was staged to incite people to hate Falun Dafa.”

At that time, the head of the center stood up and said I should keep talking to relieve my blood pressure. In fact, they really wanted to hear more.

At noon on the third day, they discreetly let me go home and told me not to let anyone know. I reminded them, “Don't make trouble for the other Falun Dafa practitioners, as they just want to be good people by following Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance.”

I knew Master had blessed and protected me. This experience was a big step forward in my maturing in cultivation.

Turning the Tide

At the end of April of 2006, 610 Office agents illegally arrested me for distributing a Chinese New Year greeting card.

The officers assigned to interrogate me repeatedly hit the table and bench I was sitting on until four in the morning. The person in charge of the 610 Office finally said, “You go home now and return tomorrow as soon as we call you.”

In my heart I felt firm and steady, and I completely denied this persecution. By July, they hadn't bothered me for two months.

I followed Master's teachings and turned a bad thing into a good thing. I also looked inward at my own shortcomings, studied the Fa more, and accorded my words and deeds with Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance.

In mid-July, they called me and told me my case was closed; I knew it was over. Everything is under Master's control.

I remember Master's Fa:

“If upon encountering trying circumstances your thinking can be truly righteous, then, when faced with the evil's persecution and when faced with interference, just one sentence of yours fortified with steadfast righteous thoughts can instantly make the evil disintegrate (applause), and it will make those who are being used by the evil turn and flee, it will make the evil's persecution of you dissolve, and it will make the evil's interfering with you disappear without a trace.” (“Teaching the Fa at the Western U.S. International Fa Conference”)

A Couple Is Blessed

There was a couple who sold buns outside of my residential community. Both were in their 30's and they had no children. I told the woman she would be blessed if she sincerely repeated “Falun Dafa is good.”

I gave them truth-clarification pamphlets and Shen Yun Performing Arts DVDs. They read the information every day, and the more they understood, the more they helped me persuade others to withdraw from the CCP.

I often went to their bun stand to tell people the facts about the persecution. While I was talking, they would wait to give their customers change until after I finished speaking.

We cooperated well. Later, the woman told me she and her husband often had a contest at night to see who had recited “Falun Dafa is good” more.

A few months later, she was pregnant and extremely happy. At the end of the year, she returned to her hometown and gave birth to a baby boy. The woman told me the baby weighed over eight pounds, but she didn't need painkillers. Instead, she just recited “Falun Dafa is good” and it worked.

“When someone asks me how I conceived, I tell them I recited ‘Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good,’ and the Master of Dafa gave us a child.”

I don't have a lot of flowery words. I just want to let my friends and others who have a predestined relationship to meet me know: “As long as you sincerely believe in Dafa, blessings will follow you!”