Why I Continue Practicing Falun Dafa

(Minghui.org) I have seen many well-known doctors at various prominent hospitals in the city and province for the multiple diseases I have suffered from, especially gynecological problems. I received abdominal acupuncture treatment for three years. I even asked divine beings for help. I practiced several types of qigong, but nothing alleviated my suffering. 

The suffering was unbearable, and I no longer wanted to live. But I continued to bear the pain because I had a young child. I no longer believed in anything and lost all confidence in life.

A good friend introduced me to Falun Dafa, but because of my past experiences I did not believe it could help me and so did not take it seriously. Later, a colleague at my hospital, whom I respected, also talked to me about Falun Dafa. That caught my attention. Coupled with the persistent encouragement of my good friend, I decided to give it a try. 

Health Effects of Falun Dafa

I learned the Falun Dafa exercises for the first time at the end of December 1998. It was past 9 p.m. when I got home from the exercise site feeling sleepy and went to bed. It was the first time in a long while that I slept through the whole night. 

I was suffering from severe insomnia at that time. If I went to bed before 10 p.m., I would always wake up around midnight and stay awake until dawn. I always stayed in bed to avoid disturbing my family. I tossed and turned all night. If I hit the sack after midnight, I would be half-asleep and have dreams one after another all night. I then would be dizzy and confused, and feel inexplicably uncomfortable the next morning. 

On the second night, I also had a good sleep after the exercises. However, I had a fever when I woke up in the morning. I called in sick to rest at home that day. Even with a fever, I felt comfortable and relaxed. The higher the fever was, the more relaxed I felt. I seemed to have endless energy, and so I rearranged the furniture and the contents of my closet. I then thoroughly cleaned up the whole house and prepared lunch for my husband. Over the past ten years, my husband would come home at lunchtime to check on me if I was home sick.

I was busy in the kitchen when he arrived. He walked in, looked around and seemed confused. Seeing me cooking in the kitchen, he asked, “Didn’t you have a fever? Did you do all this work yourself? How do you feel?” Only then did I remember that I had a fever and did not go to work!

On the third night, I quickly turned in after the exercises, but woke up one hour later because of pain. My whole body was in pain, especially my right lung. It felt like the part between the pleura and the ribs was being torn apart. I’d undergone a thoracotomy (a surgical cut between the ribs) due to a trauma, and had severe sequelae from the surgery such as pleural adhesions. 

The pain was so severe that I twisted my body in bed, with my hands tucked into the blanket and pillow. The pain was much worse than what I experienced after the thoracotomy, and it seemed to be just at the critical level a human could bear. The pain continued and I stayed up all night. I finally fell asleep around 5 a.m., amid my worries of having to work without energy the next day. As usual, I woke up at 6. While I’d only had a cat nap, it was a deep sleep that I had not had in many years. I felt good, as if I made up for the sleep I had lost for many years in the past.

I went to my office early. I was extremely energetic so I cleaned up the office and mopped the corridor connected to my office. I did administrative work in a hospital. My job required me to go to the various departments and wards of the entire hospital every day. I had to walk over a section of asphalt road to get there because my office was in a separate building. 

I used to have tightness in my chest and feel short of breath or I'd be in pain on cloudy or rainy days. Before I went out, I usually checked the weather to determine if I needed to wear additional clothes. It was a snowy day. While walking outside in the open air, I did not have any difficulty breathing like in the past. I deliberately took a few deep breaths, and there was no chest pain, either. I suddenly realized that the exercises worked. 

I used to have a low discharge in menstruation due to gynecological diseases, and taking the blood-activating medicines did not help much. I always felt bloated and uncomfortable in my stomach. My period came one week after I started the exercises. During this menstruation, I still discharged black and purple blood clots, but I felt much better. Two months after I started practicing Falun Dafa, I no longer discharged blood clots, and the color of the discharge was lighter. Another month later, my menstruation was completely normal, and I no longer felt that I had a bloated stomach. I felt so comfortable and walked lightly. 

I also had heart disease. A premature (extrasystole) heartbeat would make me feel very weak. I would lie in bed motionless when a high heart rate (over 140) attacked. The heart disease disappeared soon after I started to practice.

I witnessed the health effects of Falun Dafa and really embraced the joy of being illness-free. Thus, I truly started to cultivate seriously, from the bottom of my heart.

Practice Stopped and Diseases Relapsed

Although I practiced Dafa seriously, I still did not have a clear understanding of the Fa. This lack of understanding caused me to become a procrastinator, often late for group Fa study. 

Fellow practitioners were discussing at the site about the April 25, 1999” peaceful petition. I didn’t understand, and asked the reason for the rally. They dismissed me as a new practitioner and did not explain it to me. I thought that Falun Dafa teaches people to be tolerant and live according to the principles of Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance. I was confused as to why they were so impatient with me. So I stopped going to the group practice site after April 25. 

However, I still thought of Dafa often, as if being linked to it by a thread. On weekends, I occasionally thought of going to the practice site. Strangely, every time I had the thought, it was at a time when a new Fa Lecture by Master would have come out. Thinking about it now, I felt that Master never gave up on me. He was encouraging me. Unfortunately, my enlightenment quality was poor at the time. 

Practicing Dafa was not allowed after the CCP began to persecute Falun Dafa on July 20, 1999. The vicious propaganda against Falun Dafa was widespread. At the same time, I did not know how the practitioners would rectify the Fa. I thus completely stopped practicing.

My old diseases relapsed three months later. I started to seek medical treatment and take medicine again. At that time, the old medical insurance system had basically failed, existing in name only. The new insurance system was also less than perfect. Any reimbursement in medical expenses was made through bribes and personal relationships. Because I was treated by a well-known retired Chinese medicine doctor in his private clinic, I had to pay all the expenses out of my own pocket. Two months later, I couldn’t afford the costs and thus stopped treatment. 

I then thought of Falun Dafa, and again started to practice the exercises at home. After a few days of practice, my health recovered. As Master has taught us, health problems will return once cultivation stops. I did not want to go back to my previous poor health so I continued with the practice.

From my own experience, I enlightened from the bottom of my heart that discontinuing practice would mean giving up my own life. This thought also applies to fellow practitioners and to terminally ill persons who have benefited from Dafa. That is why Dafa disciples do not give up practicing, and persistently appeal in Beijing.

Fellow practitioners were driven by their noble moral conscience to stand up for a legal cultivation environment and for their right to live their faith. They petitioned the government and leaders with their personal experiences, stating that Falun Dafa is beneficial to the people and the country. Their perseverance to speak out for Dafa has inspired me with determination and courage to defend and validate Dafa, and to appeal in Beijing with fellow practitioners.

Under Master’s protection, I am now truly walking the cultivation path.