Experiencing the Wonders of Falun Dafa

(Minghui.org) This is the story of my family, which has benefited from practicing Falun Dafa for over 20 years. I started to practice Falun Dafa in 1997, when I was 27 years old and the mother of a year-old boy. Back then, I would go to the park to do the Dafa exercises every morning and take my son to study the Fa with other practitioners in the evening. We did this for four years, and my son became immersed in the Fa.

My parents began to practice Dafa after they retired. My father had a fist-sized patch of psoriasis on his leg. Psoriasis is stubborn and hard to cure, and especially on cloudy or rainy days, it itched him terribly. After years of ineffective treatments, the psoriasis was healed in a short time after my father started practicing Falun Dafa. He became healthy and energized.

My mother also had many miraculous experiences after she started practicing Dafa. Growing up in a poor family of many children, she had no opportunity to go to school. She could not read the teachings and could only listen to others read the book Zhuan Falun in the study group. But she was sincere about learning the Fa and made up her mind to learn how to read when she was over 60. 

She didn’t know pinyin or how to use a dictionary, so she memorized the book word by word, asking others for help. Winters were very cold, so people went to bed early. While we were all in the heated kang (a large shared bed) sleeping, my mother sat on the floor by herself, in her coat, reading Zhuan Falun. Sometimes she read in the kitchen, concerned that turning on the light would keep us awake. When the power went out, she read by candlelight.

Her sincere desire to study the Fa diligently really inspired me, and I still vividly remember what she did. The magic of Dafa was soon revealed to her, and she was eventually able to read Zhuan Falun and keep up with the others in the Fa study group. She could also read other lectures written by Master Li Hongzhi.

Before she practiced, my mother suffered from asthma and a cough in the winter. When her condition got serious, she couldn’t lie down to sleep and had difficulty breathing, so she went to the hospital for injections. But her illness returned the following winter because the treatment only relieved the symptoms. After practicing Falun Dafa, however, her asthma and cough completely disappeared.

Both of my parents were able to read the smallest font size without glasses. Their vision and hearing became as good as those of young people. In their 80s, their skin was fair and delicate, and their hair was black and full. My mother often told people that this was because they practiced Falun Dafa.

My mother used to feel regretful that she never went to school to learn to read, and she envied those with a good education. Later, she no longer thought this way. She said, “I never went to school, but when I was old, I met Master and I am able to read the heavenly book Zhuan Falun, as if I had been to college.” She felt very fortunate that, in the cycle of reincarnation, she’d finally had the sacred opportunity to learn the precious Fa! After a while, my brother and sister also became Dafa practitioners.

My family experienced severe hardships after the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) began to persecute Falun Dafa in July 1999. I went to Beijing to appeal twice for the right to practice Falun Dafa. I was arrested, fired from my job, and sent to a forced labor camp. After returning home, I was arrested again and put on the wanted list, so had to leave home and was gone for over 20 years. The police and neighborhood community personnel often went to my parents’ home, illegally searched their house, and ordered them to hand in their Dafa books and write guarantee statements to stop practicing. They often harassed my parents in their home at night. They also hired people to monitor the front and back of the house. Sometimes they went to my brother’s and sister’s homes trying to catch me. Both of my siblings were also illegally detained.

During this difficult time, my parents, relatives, and friends helped me because I could not get a job without an ID card. Although I could not go home for a long time, Master was always by my side, watching over and protecting me. When I encountered many dangers, Master mercifully resolved them and endured them for me. I thought of how much hardship Master endured for me! The fact that I am still here today and can continue to cultivate is possible only due to Master’s great compassion.

When I was forced to leave home, my son was just a few years old. One day, he was playing on our doorstep when a van hit him head-on and ran over his leg. My son sat on the ground and cried. The driver attempted to drive away, but the neighbors stopped him.

They went to the hospital and found that my son’s leg was not injured and everything was fine. My family was grateful. Master not only took care of me, but also my family members. I knew that Master was protecting my son, who paid off his karma through the accident. After my son went to school, he visited my mother during the holidays and sat next to her when she read the Fa, so he has listened to Dafa since he was young.

He grew up to be an honest, kind, hard-working young man. His bosses say that it’s hard to find someone of such excellent character nowadays. I know he is like that because my son listened to the Fa when he was a child, and the teachings were deeply rooted in his mind. My son has supported my cultivation since he was young. He would stop anyone from slandering Dafa and encouraged me to go to Beijing to clarify the facts. When the police came to my house to arrest me, he tried to prevent them from taking me away.

In 2013, my father started to become frail at the age of 81. I stayed by his bedside for several months until he passed away peacefully. He had a kind and peaceful expression on his face. When the hearse left during the funeral, another practitioner and I saw a scene in the sky of several horses pulling a heavenly carriage with someone inside who looked very much like my father. Many celestial beings floating in the sky were following the carriage and the hearse. We were stunned. The scene only lasted a few seconds, so we didn’t get any pictures. However, there were auspicious clouds in the sky along the route of the hearse. Many people were amazed and took photos of the clouds with their cell phones. I wondered if these were the scenes of ascension in broad daylight, and the auspicious clouds in another dimension might be the honor guard coming to receive my father, a Dafa practitioner.

My mother came to live with me, and, at the age of 85, passed away peacefully during her afternoon nap. She looked very young, with a faint smile on her face and no pain. Many people were moved when they saw her, knowing that such a good passing was a blessing from her cultivation. Many relatives and friends who attended her funeral, especially the elderly, believed in cultivation. Many of them quit the CCP after they heard about my mother passing away so peacefully.