(Minghui.org) I am 62 years old and began to practice Falun Dafa in May 2019. Although it has been less than two years since I obtained the Fa and less than a year since I started to truly cultivate, I have personally experienced the power of Dafa.
Protected by Master Before I Started Cultivating
Master Li, the founder of Falun Dafa, said,
“Human life is merely a hundred yearsMore sadness and bitterness than sweetnessWhen looking back, who wouldn’t grieve?A lifetime of seeking and pursuitA lifetime of worries and grievances ...”(“Grasped Or Missed In One Thought,” Hong Yin III)
This poem made me recall my past, which was full of hardship and suffering. Throughout my life, I ran into a few disasters, yet I always survived. When I was five years old, I was diagnosed with meningitis and was in a coma for five days in a hospital. Even the doctors thought that I was not going to make it. But on the sixth day, I miraculously woke up. Unfortunately, I was left with a side effect. When I went to school, I could not understand what the teachers were talking about. Although I managed to scrape through to the second grade, I was almost illiterate and could not read or write.
Twenty years before I encountered Falun Dafa, I had a dream in which Master sat on a lotus seat. He appeared very kind, and solemn and looked as if he was just over 30 years old. When I truly started to cultivate and saw Master’s photo, he looked the same as in the dream I’d had 20 years before.
Due to many years of physical strain, I suffered from pain in my lower back. When it flared up, I had to lean against a wall to walk. When I walked home from work, the route that usually takes around 10 minutes took me more than an hour. It usually took over three weeks before the pain eased. But after I dreamed of Master, my back pain never recurred. That was amazing.
I remember another incident even more clearly. During the autumn when I was 20 years old, I worked at a part-time job. When I was cycling along the main street (which was still a dirt road) on my way home at 6:30 p.m. after work, a big trailer truck came up behind me. It was pulling two big dumpsters full of coal, and there were a few people sitting on the tops of those piles of coal.
Just as I was focusing on my path, a man on a bicycle came up from behind me and passed me at lightning speed, throwing me under the truck. The dumper containers rolled over me and my bicycle was flattened. When the truck stopped, the driver pulled me out from under his truck, and everyone thought I was done for. They said, “Let’s get you to the hospital.” I was also very shocked but in the end, I escaped unscathed. As I looked at myself in the big mirror at the hospital, I gradually regained my composure and I laughed. I told the driver, “There is no problem. Just take me home.” The driver just had to repair my bicycle and everything was settled. The cyclist who’d banged into me was long gone.
My grandma often said, “This child is really lucky. No matter how great the danger she faces, she can still survive. Gods must be protecting her.”
I understood these mysterious happenings when I studied the teachings. Before obtaining the Fa, Master had already protected me. In this vast universe, a person is even smaller than a speck of dust. It is not that I am lucky, it is because of Master’s benevolence. Our benevolent great Master has always been protecting every living being that can be saved. I truly felt Master’s great benevolence.
Continuing to Pass Tribulations
Before obtaining the Fa, I’d studied Buddhism for over 10 years. As I could not read, I just foolishly listened blindly to what others believed. People asked me to worship something, and I would worship it. People asked me to recite something, and I did. I just let others be in charge of my body. In the end, I acquired many attachments. I even could speak in cosmic tongues and babble on and on. I did not know what I was talking about, but I thought that I was great. Actually, not only did I not learn any high-level knowledge about the Tao, I even ended up with a body full of ailments.
In 2018, my body, which had already had to cope with so many health issues and near-misses, finally could not take it anymore and I had a stroke. I couldn’t move the left side of my body and I hurt all over. Not only that, both of my legs were swollen. I also suffered from constipation, painful urination, a herniated lumbar disc, and numbness in my hands and legs. Any movement caused me great pain. Then there were the hereditary ailments, such as high blood pressure, heart disease, high cholesterol, and high uric acid. My body felt like a shell that was battered and torn. No matter what I did, the pain did not go away. I really felt that I would be better off dead.
Although I felt that my remaining time on Earth was short, there was still one thought in my heart—there were still many missions I had not accomplished. I thought, “Didn’t my grandmother say that I was lucky? Didn’t she say that I would always survive disasters and all difficulties?” I believed that there were gods that could save me and that I had not reached the end of my life. I also believed that things would take a turn for the better and that there would be light at the end of the tunnel.
When I was ill, my aunt looked after and took care of me, and I was very grateful to her. After she started to practice Falun Dafa, she recovered from all her pains. However, she was persecuted by the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) for four years. She often told me, “Falun Dafa practitioners put others before themselves. Dafa really can save people!” She once gave me a copy of Zhuan Falun, but I could not read it as I was illiterate. Because she was persecuted, I was scared of cultivating Falun Dafa, maybe because my time hadn’t arrived yet.
Refusing to Give Up Dafa Despite Great Suffering
My aunt persisted in believing in Falun Dafa even after she’d been persecuted. I was really perplexed: What exactly was this Falun Dafa? What could make this aunt of mine so steadfast in her belief even though she had suffered so much?
Because she took care of me every day, we talked about everything. She then gave me an MP3 player with Master’s lectures on it and said, “Since you can’t read the book, you can listen to the lectures.” I was in such pain and torment and felt so helpless that I listened to the lectures for one whole night.
The next day, my neck hurt even worse. I did not realize that was because Master had already started to cleanse me. I thought that I was just getting worse. Persuaded by my family, I went to the hospital again the next day. The doctor said, “Your condition is so serious that surgery is the only option. There is no effective medication.” However, a CT scan showed that my spinal canal was too narrow, which meant that my nerves might easily be damaged and I would be paralyzed.
Back home, I was so desperate that I saw Dafa as my last, life-saving resort and continued to listen to Master’s lectures. That day, my body felt cold even though the weather was very hot. I wore my winter clothes, but I still felt the bone-chilling cold. Covering myself with two blankets did not help. I did not know how much karma I had created over all my lifetimes to have accumulated so much negative matter in my body. If Master did not push it out, I couldn’t imagine what a frightening predicament I would be in.
When I heard Master’s lecture about cleansing practitioners’ bodies, I immediately realized that this was Master helping me to cleanse my body. Just by this pure and simple thought, my neck started to get better day by day. Finally, my neck no longer ached and I could move it once again. My confidence grew and every day, apart from eating and sleeping, I listened to Master’s lectures. I also threw away all the Buddhist books and the tablets of all the so-called immortal beings that I had been worshiping.
My aunt then started to teach me the Dafa exercises. Due to the stroke, the left side of my body was paralyzed and my arm felt so heavy it was as though it weighed a ton and I could not lift it. When I first started to learn the second exercise, I felt that the left side of my body became empty, as though nothing existed there anymore. I even blinked my eyes to see if it was still there. Before, I could only lift that arm up to my eyebrows. But now I could lift and move it.
My Family Witnessed the Power of Dafa
When my aunt saw that I had really started to cultivate, she studied the Fa and read Zhuan Falun with me. Slowly, I could recognize almost all the words in Zhuan Falun. I often asked her if she, too, could see the colorful glimmering rays that Zhuan Falun emitted, but she could not. Realizing that I had such a good foundation for cultivation, she was very happy.
When we first started to read the Fa, I would often miss words or read them incorrectly. My aunt would correct me patiently. Thinking back, it would have been really hard for me to be where I am today if not for the help of other practitioners.
So that the family would acknowledge Dafa, I would ask my husband and son when there were words I did not know. When they witnessed the changes in my body, they no longer objected to my cultivation. Sometimes, so that they would have more contact with Dafa and be able to understand Dafa, I would ask them words even though I could recognize them.
My grandson also experienced the power of Dafa. He had a fever and his forehead felt hot. When I read Zhuan Falun to him, my husband said, “It won’t work just by reading a book.” He did not believe it. However, about 10 minutes later, my grandson’s fever disappeared. He shouted, “Grandma, it really works! Read to me for a while more.”
Another time, the boy was playing and somersaulting on the bed when he accidentally fell and banged his head against the corner of the bed. He was still very young and he just lay there, not talking. My husband was shocked and shouted his name, but the boy did not respond even if he scratched his feet and palms. Seeing the cold sweat on the child’s forehead and his hands turning cold, my husband was scared that his grandson wouldn’t regain consciousness. He did not know what to do.
At that critical moment, my husband brought me Zhuan Falun and urged me to quickly read it to the child. I calmed down and started to read Zhuan Falun, asking for Master’s help at the same time. Within just about 10 minutes, the boy fell asleep and slept for quite a while. My husband was afraid that he might not ever wake up so he woke him. The boy started to jump around playfully again. This incident really moved my family a lot.
My son often compliments me proudly to his mother-in-law, saying, “My mother is not an average person now. She can almost catch up with a university student as she can recognize the words in Zhuan Falun.”
Clarifying the Truth
The day after obtaining the Fa my aunt asked me to go out and clarify the truth about Dafa. Maybe because Master was trying to encourage me, I persuaded four people to quit the CCP in a single day. One of them was the owner of the laundry. He told me, “I actually believe in nothing, but I feel that what you said is correct, so I am quitting the CCP.”
When I went to the supermarket to spend currency with positive messages about Dafa printed on the bills, I took out a pile of bills all at once and handed them to the cashier. She picked up a bill and shouted, “This is from Falun Dafa! This is from Falun Dafa!” That made me a bit nervous.
A very young male shop attendant came over, took the bill, and read the words out loud, “Falun Dafa is good! Practicing Falun Dafa is good!” Then he handed it to the cashier, who didn’t say another word and got busy with other things as though nothing had happened.
I have a cousin who had heard the truth about Dafa in Taiwan but had not quit the CCP organizations. I told her about it and she said, “I quit. I have heard the truth about Dafa before.” She even asked for three Dafa amulets.
I used to be quite close to someone I worked with. One day, I went to her house to pay her a visit and to clarify the truth. I turned on the “Recalling Master’s Grace” recording for her to listen to, and her husband was engrossed in the recording. He said, “No wonder you listen to this every day—it is really good.” Before leaving, I gave her an amulet and a five-dollar truth-clarifying bill.
Another couple, our former co-workers, also quit the CCP organizations not long ago. She asked me for two more amulets and then asked why I didn’t give her husband one. I said, “He did not believe it!” Her husband immediately became anxious and said, “Who said so? Why don’t I believe in it?” Over the past year, 53 people I know have quit the CCP organizations.
I went out for a walk at night with a neighbor in July 2020. She is over 70 years old. Suddenly, it started to pour, and we sought shelter under the eaves of a shop. We thought that we would wait for the rain to stop before we continued walking, but the rain showed no signs of stopping. The lady called her granddaughter to come and get us in her car.
When the granddaughter arrived, she had to park the car over 200 meters from where we were standing. The granddaughter brought an umbrella to help her grandmother to her car before coming back for me. But I decided to walk and not wait for her. The old lady was wet, although she was under the umbrella. I was not wet, nor were my shoes wet.
Ever since then, this old lady often tells people, “Practicing Falun Dafa is quite good. Although it was pouring, not only was she dry, even the soles of her shoes were dry. If I had not seen it for myself, who would have believed it!”
Yes! Even I myself find it unbelievable. However, I know that Master let me walk in another realm so that people could witness the power of Dafa.
I am already over 60 years old, but relatives and friends all say that I look younger than before and I am vibrant and full of energy. I would like to take this opportunity to tell the whole world, “If you have just one thought to treat Falun Dafa with kindness, you will benefit greatly.”
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