(Minghui.org) In 1993, several of my colleagues attended a Falun Dafa (also known as Falun Gong) lecture series in another city and were impressed by the practice’s miraculous healing power. They shared it with our manager and they decided to invite Mr. Li Hongzhi, the founder of Falun Gong, to our workplace, Lingyuan Iron and Steel Company in Liaoning Province, to teach the practice.
Master Li agreed and the lecture series started on February 20, 1994.
Attending the Lecture
Many people were overjoyed to hear about the lecture series and spread the word to each other. Several people urged me to attend the class. One of them said, “Falun Gong is so good. It explained clearly the origin of life and the root causes of illnesses. It’s a rare opportunity, and don’t miss it.”
However, no matter what they said, I politely declined. At that time I did not believe qigong at all, even though qigong was very popular during the 1980s. I saw all kinds of qigong. One evening, I saw a group of people jumping, rolling on the ground and doing all kinds of strange movements. It was ridiculous and I took an even dimmer view of qigong.
One of my husband’s friends happened to be one of the lecture series organizer. He told my husband, “Why don’t you buy your wife a ticket? The price is good. (It was 58 yuan for the lecture series and 5 yuan for a pre-lecture seminar.)” My husband bought me a lecture ticket and a seminar ticket for himself. He said, “You learn how to do the exercises and then teach me later.” I was not happy, but I still went because my husband would lose face if I didn’t go.
The lecture series officially started at the Workers’ Cultural Palace of Lingyuan Iron and Steel Company on the afternoon of February 20, 1994. I sat in the first five rows, which was very close to Master, and I saw him clearly. Master was tall, with fine skin. He was wearing an old dark gray suit, with a shirt and a dark purple v-neck sweater. He looked decent and clean. Master appeared compassionate and kind, but majestic at the same time. He spoke clearly and loudly. His voice had a strong penetrating power.
Having been influenced by atheism before, I felt resistant when Master talked about human life and the concept that people became ill due to their karma.
When I went back home, my husband asked how the lecture was. I replied, “Mysterious!” Considering my husband had paid for the whole series, I decided to finish the rest of the eight lectures. But it turned out that the more I listened, the more receptive I became to Master’s teachings. I was like a piece of ice that was slowly melted by Master’s teaching. I later realized that Master cleared out the notions that were preventing me from obtaining the Fa.
It was strange that I often fell asleep during Master’s lectures. When I attended various seminars before, I never dozed off, no matter how long or boring it was. I believe that staying awake while others were talking is a matter of courtesy. However, in Master’s lecture, I just couldn’t control myself. Occasionally I would be awakened by the sound of applause. I felt embarrassed, but soon I fell asleep again.
Even though most of the time I was sleeping, my body and mind changed. My body was lighter and I walked faster. When I rode a bicycle, it felt like someone was pushing me. Once when I rode my bicycle back home, I easily passed by several people ahead of me on a long slow hill. At that time I was in my 50s already.
Many colleagues attended Master’s lectures and we often talked about it. We all agreed that Master is brilliant and what he talked about was beyond our knowledge. And almost everyone enjoyed improvement in their health and character to different degrees.
When I slept at night, I felt like I was floating with the blanket. What pleased me the most was that my long-term blood urine problem was gone, and I had never had it again for more than 20 years.
To satisfy our requests, Master agreed to take pictures with us after the last lecture. That afternoon, we took turns taking pictures with Master. While everyone was preparing, I got a chance to stand close to Master, only one meter away.
Different people gave different requests. Some students brought their own cameras, some asked Master to take pictures with their families, and some wanted Master’s signature. Master patiently satisfied everyone with a smile. This won my deep respect.
At night, there was a question and answer section, as well as an experience sharing section. I couldn’t ask any questions but simply felt that Falun Gong was good, even though I could hardly say why it was good. I felt that the dust in my heart had been cleansed by Dafa and it became clear and comfortable.
There was one person who handed over a wooden block with a large nail in the middle penetrating the wood. A piece of paper was stuck on the nail. Master read it out, “I will believe you if you can pull the nail out.” Master smiled and said (not the exact words), “If I show off here, I would lead you to an evil path.” Master’s tone was compassionate, not angry at all. I was deeply touched by Master’s tolerance.
Master said in Zhuan Falun,
“I think that whoever gets to hear me transmit the exercises and teachings in person, I’d say he’s really… later on you’ll know, and you’ll feel really glad about this period of time.”
Every time I read this paragraph, I am overwhelmed with joy. How lucky I am to have obtained Dafa at my doorstep!
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