(Minghui.org) I am a Falun Dafa practitioner from a remote region in southwest China. I am 81 years old and began practicing Dafa after the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) began suppressing it in 1999. Since I started practicing, I have frequently felt the protection of Master Li, the founder of Falun Dafa. I would like to describe six of these incidents.

The first incident occurred not long after I started to practice. A snake bit my left foot and I yelled out, “Master! Please save me!” The swelling soon went down and the pain stopped. This made me believe in Dafa even more and I made up my mind to cultivate myself well and tell others about Dafa.

The second incident happened one day when I collapsed in my kitchen. My arms and legs were so stiff that my family thought I was dead. It’s customary in my area for a dead person to be placed on a wooden board, rather than in a bed, before they are put in a coffin, so my family put me on a wooden board. I felt as if I was in another dimension, and I heard a male voice saying, “You can go back.” With that, I sat up on the wooden board. My family were thrilled when they saw this and shouted, “You’re alive! You’re alive!” I knew Master Li had saved me again. Thank you Master!

The third time happened after I passed out while working in a field, drying grain in the sun. I don’t know how long I was unconscious, but I felt as if I had floated to a dark cave where an officer was sitting, wearing an ancient costume. I knew he was the King of Hell. He looked in the Book of Life and Death, but didn’t see my name. He said, “You are a Falun Dafa practitioner and Master Li has erased your name from Hell. You don’t belong here. Please go back to the earthly world and cultivate well there.”

Just like that, I regained consciousness and got up. I knew very clearly that I had just flown back from Hell, and was grateful that Master Li had saved me again.

The fourth time was when a big truck ran over my left foot. The driver took me to the hospital, but I only had a graze on my foot. I stayed in the hospital for two days and wouldn’t take any money from the driver. I’m a Dafa practitioner and I knew I needed to be considerate of others. This experience also validated the extraordinary power of Dafa.

The fifth time was when a car knocked me down on a street. I immediately called out, “Master, help me!” The driver was terrified and offered to take me to the hospital. I told him I wasn’t injured because I was a Falun Dafa practitioner. I didn’t ask him for money and I explained what Dafa is, and suggested he quit the CCP organizations. He was a CCP member and agreed to renounce his membership in the Party. He also accepted my suggestion of reciting “Falun Dafa is good” and “Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good.” I was happy for him. I was also glad that Master turned this incident into an opportunity for him to be saved.

The sixth time happened at a lumberyard. When I arrived, a steel tile fell from an overhead structure, just missing my eyes. I looked up and saw a Falun spinning above me. I was so thankful that Master Li had protected me again.

I learned from Falun Dafa’s teachings that one has to constantly improve oneself and repay karmic debts through righteous cultivation. It is Master’s protection that makes it possible for us to cultivate in this earthly world, and I decided I would strive to do well.

Once when walking over a bridge at 3 p.m., it suddenly became cloudy, and dark as night. I was carrying some vegetables to the market and no one else was around. Suddenly I flew up into the sky. I didn’t know where I was heading to, and felt frightened so I asked Master for help. I then came back down and landed gently on the bridge. I think this might have been the “levitation in broad daylight” that Master described in Zhuan Falun.

These are some of the many miracles I have experienced in my Falun Dafa practice. I sincerely hope more people can cherish this opportunity, come to understand Dafa, and benefit from it, as I have done.