(Minghui.org) My husband and I began our cultivation practice in Falun Dafa in 1997 when a neighbor brought us a copy of Zhuan Falun.
I brought it with me when I took the sheep to the meadow to graze. After read a while, I knew the book was very good. My legs usually felt heavy when I drove the sheep home, but they suddenly felt different.
It felt so easy that day, as though I was floating. My eyes usually felt blurry after reading for just 10 minutes, but they, too, felt fine despite having read the entire day.
Zhuan Falun was just wonderful, and I have not put it down since.
I later borrowed the Falun Dafa exercise illustrations from a practitioner and learned all five exercises. I felt falun (law wheels) turning at many places on my body when doing the second exercise one day. They were turning everywhere I had illnesses before.
My husband and I felt nauseous and dizzy after processing vegetable seeds one day after the mid-autumn festival. We vomited and had diarrhea, but the symptoms went away in a few days. We did not know this was the process of eliminating karma at the time. We thought we were poisoned by the vegetable seeds.
After that I felt the sensation of small bristles or little insects crawling on my face when I studied the Fa.
One day, when I was half asleep, I saw a picture on the wall. In the picture was Master Li and a disciple who followed Him around to demonstrate the exercise movements.
Master walked out of the picture, sat on the other end of my bed and watched me. Then he stood up, stuck out his right hand and pulled out something, starting from my foot all the way to the top of my head.
Then he sat down and took out an object. It rotated on his palm slowly at first and then became faster and faster. I saw at this time that Master’s face was full of pockmarks, just like the pockmarks on my face.
I started to cry, as I knew Master was bearing my suffering from the smallpox that I had when I was a child. I could in no way express my overwhelming feeling of gratitude!
I was grazing the sheep that winter while I chatted with my neighbor. He looked at me closely and asked, “How come your pockmarks are all gone?” I said, “Are you kidding?”
He replied, “Seriously. Don’t you know yourself?” Then I remembered my dream and realized it was real.
I looked in the mirror when I got home, and indeed, my face was smooth. All the black and deep pockmarks were gone. This became big news among my neighbors and relatives. Many came to my home to see it for themselves.
The Chinese Communist Party (CCP) began to persecute Falun Dafa on July 20, 1999. We were very upset.
The media kept slandering Dafa, and the police and neighborhood agents kept harassing us. Our children’s jobs were affected, but we could by no means betray Dafa and Master as Dafa was already rooted in our hearts.
Master said,
“Just by staying unaffected you will be able to handle all situations.” (Teachings at the Midwestern U.S. Conference)
“The Fa can break all attachments, the Fa can destroy all evil, the Fa can shatter all lies, and the Fa can strengthen righteous thoughts.” (“Drive Out Interference”, Essentials for Further Advancements, II)
I began to study the Fa intensively. This laid a strong foundation for me to steadfastly help Master rectify the Fa later on.When I went to other practitioner's homes for experience sharing, they would ask, “How are you doing now?”
My answer was always, “My heart is unmoved. I have persisted in studying the Fa. I must follow Master home!”
I clearly felt Master helped me with guanding (body purification) twice during that time. There was no way to describe the sensation.
I was followed by the police to my apartment in 2004. I had no attachment of fear, but was not rational. I ignored security issues and as a result, five fellow practitioners were arrested and many Dafa resources were seized.
The officer asked me, “Who gave you these things? Whom did you give them to?”
At first, I told him someone left them for me in the field, but I did not see who. However, the officer kept returning to the same question.
I enlightened that my lying was not aligned with Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance, so I told him, “To tell you the truth, how could I not know who gave them to me and whom I gave them to?
“Why can’t I tell you? Because you police officers will run around everywhere to search for those practitioners that I sold out, and you might even do worse things.”
He smiled, appearing to approve of my answer. The second day I was in the detention center, an inmate asked me why I was arrested, so I told him the facts about Dafa.
He then started slapping me with his shoe. I felt nothing, but his face became swollen on one side; I knew Master had shouldered the blows for me.
Two people from the city police department came to the detention center to interrogate us. I refused to answer their questions, and instead, I told them how wonderful Dafa is and that the CCP’s persecution against Falun Dafa is wrong.
I refused to sign their papers, and the interrogation resulted in nothing. They stood up and pressed their palms together (heshi) at the end, saying, “We admire you!”
I believe what they truly admired was Dafa and Master!