(Minghui.org) Greetings revered Master. Greetings fellow practitioners.

I am 88-years-old, and began practicing Falun Dafa 26 years ago in Anhui Province, China. I would like to share some of my cultivation experiences after moving to Toronto in 2002.

Respect Master, Respect the Fa

Before I start reading the Fa, I say, “I’m going to study the Fa now” and then I read aloud. I feel that many people in other dimensions are with me. As I read the Fa, my book turns a golden color and glows for a while.

I sincerely respect Zhuan Falun, all Dafa books, and Master’s articles.

I focus and don’t do anything else while reading the Fa. I also focus when I do the exercises. When I finish reading one lecture, I do heshi in front of Master’s portrait and say, “Thank you Master.”

After I studied the Fa and did Heshi to Master’s portrait one day, I noticed the Falun on the left side of the portrait start rotating rapidly, and it looked beautiful. As it rotated, the Falun on the right side also began turning. Both Faluns spun faster and faster. They looked gorgeous.

After a while, the right-side Falun stopped spinning, but the left-side one continued for about five more minutes. Thank you, compassionate Master, for your encouragement.


The Toronto waist drum team was established in 2004. We purchased the drums, but no one knew how to play. I used to coach waist drum teams in China, so I took the initiative and offered to coach the team.

Our drum team participated in a Canada Day Parade on July 1, 2007. Crowds of people lined the streets along the parade route. I made sure the team was in the right position, set up the speaker on the truck, and started the music. I then walked along the street and handed out truth clarifying materials.

While walking, I suddenly tripped and fell hard. I tried very hard but was unable to get up. Another practitioner came and helped me. I knew I was fine, and I remembered Master’s words,

“We have said that good or evil comes from a person’s spontaneous thought, and the thought at that moment can bring about different consequences.” (Lecture Four, Zhuan Falun)

I continued walking with the team. I knew that the injured side of my body was swelling, but it didn’t hurt.

We participated in another parade in the afternoon, in a different city. When I got home, the injured side began hurting, and the pain became worse and worse. When I took off my jacket I saw that the entire left side of my body was very swollen, and 50% larger, making it impossible to take my clothes off.

I realized that this was persecution from the old forces, and had been arranged to kill me. I remembered that when I fell, it seemed like someone pushed me from the right. I looked back, but no one was there. The invisible entity was quite strong. I stumbled and fell from the sidewalk into the street. The entire left side of my body, including my arm, waist, leg, and foot, were all swollen.

That night, the intensity of the pain increased. The pain became unbearable, and I burst into tears. At this moment, Master helped me. Three bright spinning Falun appeared on the wall by my bed. The tai-chi symbols and small srivatsa symbols inside the Falun were all rotating. I don’t know how long they continued spinning as I could not move or turn my body. All I could do was weep.

As I continued crying, I felt better. The pain lessened. I could move my body and I sat up. I then saw the three Falun on the wall. I was so happy and sprung upright in bed. I tried to touch them, but they disappeared. I regretted trying to touch them, as otherwise, they would not have vanished.

The pain gradually disappeared, and the swelling went down. I fully recovered and returned to my normal activities.

I was taking shifts at that time at the Chinese Consulate and in Chinatown, doing truth clarification. Whenever I took the bus, young people, including westerners, helped me get on and off the bus. We didn’t know each other, and we didn’t speak. This continued for a long time. There aren’t any coincidences. It seemed that they were arranged.

Overcoming a Sickness Tribulation

Two months later, an old problem on my leg, involving rheumatoid arthritis and a tumor, worsened. The malignant tumor made it difficult to walk, stand, or even sit. I could only lie on a table, with my arms supporting my body, and read two lectures every day.

Because of this interference I could not go to the tourist sites for two days. I was very worried and told myself that no matter what, I would go to the tourist site the next day.

At around 3:00 a.m., while I was sleeping, in another dimension I saw a large hand grab and pull something near the tumor, causing a sudden pain. I then saw a hand grab a bloody tumor from my leg.

The hand showed me the tumor and I clearly saw blood dripping down between its fingers. I shouted loudly, “Blood is falling on my quilt. Don’t let it stain my quilt.” I woke up, and there was no blood there.

I went to the tourist site the next day, as usual. Before I left that morning, I burned incense and made a promise in front of Master’s portrait, “As long as I have breath, I will clarify the truth at tourist sites to save sentient beings.” Master had prolonged my life so that I could cultivate, not so that I could enjoy a comfortable life.

One day, a about 3:00 a.m., the pain in my leg was so severe that I couldn’t move. I couldn’t bear it. I hoped it would be better if I sat up. I opened my eyes and saw three black monsters on the ceiling, one big and two small, blowing at me. They had square heads like an old computer monitor. They didn’t have bodies, just huge eyes and noses, and their mouths were moving. I immediately sent righteous thoughts to eliminate them.

Just then, a golden stick appeared and lit up the whole room. The golden stick pointed at the three monsters, and they ran very quickly. The stick caught up with them when they were above the refrigerator, and destroyed them completely.

I knew they were there to take my life. Without Master’s protection, I wouldn’t be here today. Master saved me once again. Thank you Master. I must do the three things well and make them a prime priority in my daily life.

I couldn’t stand up after reading two articles on the Minghui website one afternoon. What should I do? I couldn’t sit there. At that moment, I heard Master loudly say, “You are a Dafa disciple. Stand up and walk!”

I recognized Master’s voice. I did a heshi and said, “Thank you Master.” I immediately stood up and walked. I saw that I was walking on three Faluns! I was standing on the middle one, and there was one on each side of my body. They were all spinning and moving forward with me. They disappeared after carrying me and turning around in my room.

17 Years of Truth Clarification at Tourist Sites

Clarifying the truth is a Dafa disciple’s responsibility. Because there weren’t enough practitioners handing out information on Falun Dafa at tourist sites, I moved out of my son’s house in April 2003. I have now been clarifying the truth at tourist sites for 17 years. I go every day except during stormy weather.

Queen’s Park is a popular attraction for many visitors from China. One day I said to a Chinese tourist, “Falun Gong has been spread to more than 100 countries and regions. There are more than 100 million people around the world practicing it. Only in China is it banned. Dafa is slandered in China. They even staged a “self-immolation” hoax to frame Falun Dafa. The event in Tiananmen Square was intended to create an excuse to intensify the persecution of Falun Dafa and also to deceive 1.4 billion Chinese people.”

As I was talking, a big, tall lady, in her 30s, began screaming profanities at me, and pushed me hard. I kept standing, strong as a pole, and didn’t move. I knew Master was protecting me, otherwise an old lady like me would have been pushed down. I couldn’t imagine how seriously I could have been injured without Master’s protection.

Winter in Toronto is very cold and it snows heavily. One day, it snowed the entire day. I got up early in the morning and trudged through the deep snow to Queen’s Park. The snow was piled up pretty high, and blocked my access to the front lawn. I stood there and told myself that I must keep going.

I put down my backpack and pushed the snow aside with my hands. The lawn was covered with thick snow. I carried my backpack and walked step by step. I then saw a long wide path of red light. I saw Master wearing a red kasaya, meditating on the middle of a banner. I was so excited, I put down my backpack and wanted to kowtow to Master. However, because of the heavy snow I moved slowly. When I looked again, Master had disappeared.

I stood there for a while, did heshi, and said, “Thank you Master. You have worked hard. Please be assured that no matter how bad the weather is, no matter how severe the tribulation is, I will persist in coming to this tourist site until the very end.”

I truly feel that Master has spent precious time protecting me, and has prolonged my life again and again. I know that our great benevolent Master endures my tribulations and bears the sins I have committed. Facing all that Master has borne for me, I am speechless. I must be diligent, do the three things well, and save more people.

Master said,

“No matter how hard things may be for Dafa disciples and how trying your journey may be, your future is bright. More and more, you are seeing how bright your future is and are becoming clear about the kind of path you want to take. Master has prepared the best of everything for you, but you need to make it there!” (“Teaching the Fa at the 2005 Manhattan International Fa Conference,” Collected Fa Teachings, Vol. V )

Master also said:

“If you don't take action to save sentient beings, you will not have fulfilled your responsibility as a Dafa disciple and your cultivation will amount to nothing, for your becoming a Dafa disciple was not for the sake of your own Consummation. This means that you shoulder a monumental mission.” (“Fa Teaching at the 2009 Washington DC International Fa Conference,” Collected Fa Teachings, Vol. IX)

We must not slack off, we mustn’t stop. We should use the time left to save more sentient beings.

Thank you, compassionate and venerable Master, and thank you fellow practitioners. Please point out anything incorrect.