(Minghui.org) I am a Korean-Chinese woman, and am in my 70s. I started practicing Falun Dafa in 1997. Since then, I have been in good health and have never taken any medication or injections. Before cultivating in Dafa, I had psoriasis. All day I was very itchy. I couldn't eat and sleep well. None of the medications I tried helped. After I began to cultivate, the itching stopped, and I ate and slept well.
I could not read Zhuan Falun at first because I didn’t know Chinese. So I followed along as the other Falun Dafa practitioners read Zhuan Falun aloud at the group Fa study. I slowly learned the Chinese characters. With Master Li’s (the founder of Falun Dafa) blessing, I was gradually able to read Zhuan Falun by myself.
When I did the sitting meditation, the other practitioners said that I looked very comfortable. They asked me, “How did you feel when your were meditating?” I said, “It was wonderful. I felt as if I was sitting inside an eggshell, and sometimes I felt that my arms had disappeared, my legs had disappeared, and only my head was left.” I truly experienced the state of meditation that Master described in Zhuan Falun.
My family has a small garden in which I planted vegetables, corn, and potatoes every year. I sometimes planted sunflowers. One spring, right after I planted corn, I left home in a hurry to participate in Dafa validation projects. It was six months before I returned home, thus I had not taken care of the garden.
It was fall when I returned home. When I went to my garden, I saw that the ears of corn had grown very large. I also saw that the ears of corn in other gardens were only half the size of my corn, and those people had been taking care of their gardens. The sunflower heads in my garden were as big as the lid of a Korean cooking pot. All the villagers were surprised.
One day a neighbor’s kid was naughty and plucked out the potato seedlings in my garden. I remained calm. Others told me, “You can talk to his parents and ask them to compensate you.” I replied, “He is just a kid. Telling him not to do it again should be enough.” When his parents learned about the boy’s wrongdoing, they wanted to pay me with a bag of potatoes. I told them, “You don’t need do that. Just tell the boy not to do it anymore.”
About a week later, when I opened my window for fresh air in the morning, I saw that potato seedlings in my garden were alive and growing. I rubbed my eyes and couldn't believe what I saw. I went to my garden to take a closer look. It was true that the seedlings had really come back to life. When people saw the seedlings, they said it was incredible.
That year, each of my potato plants produced many potatoes, and the potatoes were all large. One plant bore a potato that weighed more than two pounds. My neighbors were surprised and said, “She did not take care her garden as much as we did and did not fertilize her plants, but her plants grew much better than ours.”
A fellow practitioner, who sold daily necessities door to door, asked me to go with her to also distribute informational materials about Falun Dafa and the persecution. We visited people house by house in the village. We first asked them if they wanted to buy necessities, then we talked to them about Falun Dafa and the persecution. Before leaving their house, we handed them the informational materials. When we went to one house, the owner came out. After asking him about the necessities, we talked to him about Falun Dafa and the persecution. He told us, “I am the newly elected village secretary. We were instructed to arrest Falun Gong practitioners. You should leave.”
On our way out of that village, we were followed by five people. I thought, “They cannot catch up with us.” At that same time the fellow practitioner asked me, “What should we do?” I told her, “Just think in your mind that 'they can’t catch up with us,' and just keep walking as normal.” We kept walking, and the five people continued to follow us; however, they couldn’t catch up with us even though they tried hard.
Another time, fellow practitioners brought 3,000 copies of unbound prints of the Nine Commentaries on the Communist Party to my home. I stayed up for three days and nights and bound all 3,000 copies by myself. I did not feel sleepy, nor did I feel hungry. Later, when the other practitioners saw me they said, “You look so young. Your skin is fair and clear, like a young girl’s.”
From the bottom of my heart, I am very grateful to Master for his compassionate salvation. I know I am still far from the requirements of the Fa, and I haven't done well the three things Master asks us to do. I will be more diligent.