(Minghui.org) I grew up in the countryside. One day, a neighbor’s child said to me out of the blue, “I heard the world is going to end!” It made me feel terrified and confused. It led me to think about why people had to face death. These questions lingered in my mind, but I could not find any answers.
One day, my older sister and brother-in-law visited us and gave me a book, Zhuan Falun. They claimed it was very good and advised me to read it. They told me to wash my hands before I handled it. I started to read it whenever I had time.
My brother-in-law later gave me a set of audiotapes of Master Li’s lectures, and my sister taught me the Falun Dafa exercises. Since I'd only gone to the third grade, I found it hard to understand many words in the book. I also had to venture into the mountains every day, so I mostly listened to Master’s recorded lectures. However, I was frequently absorbed with work and didn’t pay close attention to what I was hearing. When I did the second exercise, my arms ached and felt sore after holding the posture for half an hour. After I finished, I would have to lie down and rest. But for some reason, I continued to persevere until one day in the middle of the second exercise, a sudden surge of energy flowed down from the top of my head and throughout my entire body. I believed it to be the result of my practice.
When I was resting after working in the field, I one day saw the gorgeous red circle of the setting sun. It was so beautiful. I watched, mesmerized, only to notice the sun was rotating clockwise and counterclockwise. From then on, I saw the sun rotating every day. I loved watching this miracle and never told anyone about it. Later, I noticed our large white goose appeared light green to my eyes. When I opened my eyes each morning, everything before me was lit in a haze of red. I continued to observe this difference in color for several days.
One time, several practitioners and I visited a city where Master had once taught classes. We stood by the banks of a calm lake that stretched endlessly into the distance. After a while, an amazing scene appeared before me. A huge whirlpool suddenly appeared on the lake’s surface, becoming bigger and deeper with each rotation. It was hollow in the center, and water swirled around its edges. The closer I looked, the deeper and larger it grew. That magnificent sight left me in awe! I didn’t tell anybody what I saw, but the display convinced me of Dafa’s miraculous power.
My father passed away when I was young, so I dropped out of school to work on our farm. Farm work is incredibly tiring for a small girl, but I continued to work from dawn until dusk for years. The hard labor left me chronically tired and in pain, and I couldn’t afford medical care. I became incredibly bitter and weary. One day while working on a quiet mountain, I looked up and asked, “When can I leave this place?” My wish was soon granted. A relative found me a job, and I left my hometown to work in the city.
I desperately wanted to find Dafa practitioners in the city. After work, I would go to a nearby residential area and stand outside each window, hoping to hear the Dafa exercise music and identify practitioners. However, my efforts were in vain.
Gradually, I immersed myself in the mundane world, stopped cultivating, and became an ordinary person. I got married and had a daughter. Yet our family continued to suffer immense pressure to make a living, and my husband and I suffered from poor health. Our situation seemed hopeless. I did not have the courage to commit suicide and was reluctant to abandon my daughter. I considered entering a monastery, but heard applicants had to have a college education.
In the midst of my despair, I thought of Falun Dafa: “I want to cultivate. This time I will cultivate to the end.” I went back to my hometown to borrow some Dafa books. As soon as I stepped into a practitioner’s home, a strong, comfortable energy field enveloped my body, and I found myself crying all the way home. The joy of returning to Dafa remains in my memory. As I was traveling, I saw two old women on the bus, their faces withered and wrinkled. This led to some introspection. I thought, “Life is limited. I must seize the time to cultivate and return to my original, true self.”
I immediately encountered demonic interference after resuming cultivation. Day or night, my dreams would be plagued by the feeling of someone trying to kill me. I was so scared I feared falling asleep. I was asleep on the sofa one day when I dreamed of entering the walls of my home. Inside the wall was a large space where a giant rhinoceros-like monster chased me. It was enormous, and I knew there was no escape, so I stopped running and stood there reciting “Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good” over and over. The monster rammed me repeatedly with its huge horns, but I felt no pain at all. Then I woke up, marveling, “That felt so real, as though I was really there!” I stopped having dreams of being chased and knew Master protected me and helped me repay the karmic debts I had accumulated over countless lifetimes.
I found my first encounter with cultivation tribulations excruciating. At work, when my colleagues treated me badly, did less work, or bullied me, I tolerated this injustice on the surface, but at home each night, I would lock my door, take out my Falun Dafa book with Master’s photo, and tell Master with tears streaming down my face, “Master, this is too painful for me to endure.” With each trial and improvement of my xinxing, my body underwent significant changes. My previous ailments gradually disappeared, and my hands felt lighter the more I did the exercises. One day, I had a bad fall at work. Like a slow-motion video, my hands gently landed on the ground, leaving me completely unharmed except for some bruises on my legs.
After a year of solitary cultivation, I found a Fa-study group. Other practitioners provided me with truth-clarification materials. One day, I ventured to the top floor of a 20-story high-rise building to distribute the booklets. I had just finished my first floor when I accidentally missed a step and injured my ankle. In an instant, I lost all sensation in my foot. I held onto the railing and thought, “I've just started and haven’t distributed much yet. I have to keep going, my foot will be okay.” With this thought, I suddenly could feel my foot and could continue distributing the materials. Ordinary people would have felt unbearable pain from a sprained ankle, but my ankle felt extraordinarily warm and comfortable. I realized doing Dafa work is different. I believe that Master bears the pain for practitioners.
One Sunday morning, I found myself in bed suffering from excruciating pain all over my body, barely able to move or even speak, wondering, “Will I be able to go to work tomorrow?” My condition remained unchanged that evening, so I knelt before Master’s portrait and recited the two phrases. After repeating the phrases several times, I felt lighter. I went back to bed and continued to recite them until I fell asleep. The next day, I was able to head to work and felt much better.
I was sitting on my bed one day when I suddenly heard a loud crackling sound in my ear. The pain was so intense I screamed, then pus started oozing from my ear. Terrified, I quickly called a practitioner to send forth righteous thoughts for me. Instead of agreeing to help, the practitioner scolded me on the phone, leaving me so angry that tears streamed down my face. I was forced to study the Fa and practice the exercises myself, but my condition persisted for a week without improvement.
The older practitioner who scorned me came by during this time, but I refused to talk to her. One day, she brought a list of people who had withdrawn from the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) and asked me to post the names online. Feeling resentful, I was reluctant until a thought crossed my mind, “Helping people withdraw from the CCP is the right thing to do. I should do it.” I sat on the sofa and started submitting the names online.
As I continued, a warm, comfortable sensation enveloped my head, and I wondered why my ear was no longer oozing pus. Just as this thought materialized, a drop of pus came out. I quickly corrected my thoughts, “No, my ear is already healed, it won’t ooze pus anymore.” In an instant, the pus stopped flowing, and my ear was cured. At that moment, I realized the practitioner I called was trying to help me improve. When I changed my mindset and improved my character, my body improved.
My work is very demanding and physically exhausting. Sometimes my waist and back ache terribly, but no matter how tired I feel, as soon as I head out to clarify the truth, the pain in my body disappears. My fatigue vanishes, and I am able to walk long distances without getting tired. Regardless of whether it’s putting up Falun Dafa banners or distributing truth-clarification materials, I feel light and airy.
One day in the middle of the pandemic, I returned home after clarifying the truth, and my body ached so much that I could barely stand. I did not want my non-practitioner husband and daughter to realize my predicament, so I forced myself to cook dinner despite the pain. Then I went to bed with a pen and a notebook and started reflecting on my shortcomings. After jotting down six or seven points, a warm sensation coursed throughout my body, and I felt sleepy. I slept for a while, and when I opened my eyes, the pain in my body had vanished! I would have been skeptical if I had not experienced it myself. I realized that, for cultivators, looking inward is truly a powerful tool.
Having seen the benefits of practicing Falun Dafa, my husband and daughter decided to support my practice. Their belief in the goodness of Falun Dafa has blessed them.
Many people were infected with the virus during the COVID-19 pandemic. One day, my daughter felt unwell after returning home from school. Along with a high fever, she complained of severe pain in her lower back and head. I discovered her condition that afternoon after returning from my truth-clarification activities and asked if she had recited the two phrases. When she told me she had, I replied, “You must not have recited them seriously. You must recite them with sincerity.” I then played recordings of Master’s lectures for her.
After listening to one lecture, my daughter was covered in sweat, and her temperature went back to normal. She then slept for a while before waking up and saying, “Mom, I feel better! It’s so miraculous!” Many of her classmates tested positive for COVID-19 and needed a long time to recover, but my daughter recovered in less than a day. Miracles will occur if one sincerely believes in the goodness of Falun Dafa.
Since she was small, my playful daughter wasn’t much good at studying and got poor grades in school. When her college entrance exams came around, I advised her to silently recite the two phrases, and she recited them every day without fail. During the pandemic, I asked her to memorize On Dafa and Master’s article “How Humankind Came to Be.” After that, I noticed a significant change in her attitude towards me. My daughter habitually yelled at me since she was a child, and if I said something wrong, she would quarrel with me like a madwoman. Initially heartbroken, I reminded myself that, as a cultivator, I should hold myself to high standards and treat her with compassion. I should consider that she, too, is an ordinary being to be saved, instead of just viewing her as my child. After my daughter memorized “How Humankind Came to Be,” she stopped shouting at me.
Although my daughter does not practice Falun Dafa, she genuinely believes that Falun Dafa is good. Whenever she takes an exam, she takes some time to silently recite the two phrases several times beforehand. She always scored exceptionally well, beyond all expectations.
Last year, I returned to my hometown to attend a relative’s wedding. My daughter coordinated the trip with me, and we clarified the truth about Falun Dafa to people there. On our way back, we encountered a sudden inspection at a train station, and my daughter protected me. Her kindness and sense of justice soon reaped rewards.
One day, my daughter 's school awarded her the first prize of 3,000 yuan ($430). She told me she wanted to use 500 yuan ($72) of her prize money to buy offerings for Master. Not long after, she called to tell me our provincial government had added several more scholarships. Her teacher listed her as an applicant, and she won one of them. Coincidentally, the amount of this provincial scholarship had increased to 10,000 yuan ($1,433) that year. According to her teacher, my daughter was lucky to “catch” all these good things. My daughter told me, “If it wasn’t for my belief in Dafa, this would not be possible.” These personal experiences increased my daughter’s belief in the goodness of Dafa.
My husband suffers from several illnesses, including diabetes, heart disease, and gastrointestinal problems. He has three to seven bowel movements a day. This has been happening for years now without any apparent cause. Because of his heart problem, he has to take nitroglycerin pills whenever he feels unwell. My husband has a short temper and once got so angry that his mouth drooped uncontrollably and he couldn't close one eye. I taught him the Falun Dafa exercises, and he managed to do the physically demanding second exercise for an hour. Afterwards, his symptoms vanished, and his mouth and eye were back to normal. Influenced by atheism and modern ideas, my husband has yet to start cultivating in Dafa. Yet I know Master continues to watch over him and has saved him time and time again.
Throughout these ten years, the omnipresent manifestation of Dafa’s miracles has allowed me to appreciate Dafa and Master’s extraordinary power and to cherish my cultivation of Falun Dafa.