My Cultivation Journey

(Minghui.org) I’m a 79-year-old female Falun Dafa practitioner. I’d like to share my cultivation journey and the miraculous experiences I’ve had over the years.

Since the day I came to know about Dafa, my heart has been filled with joy. I recalled what Master said, “I am the only person genuinely teaching qigong toward high levels.” (Lecture One, Zhuan Falun)

I was so excited that I jumped up and down. At that time, I was illiterate, so I listened to Master’s lectures continuously. When I felt sleepy I imagined the following scene: Many people already boarded the train and left. I was the only one left behind and I knew I must catch up.

In the early years of the persecution of Falun Dafa, many practitioners were afraid and stopped practicing. I took the initiative to help them return and I later helped form several Fa-study groups.

We started distributing Dafa informational materials on CD’s, which included the “Plum Blossom poem” by Shao Yong of the Northern Song Dynasty. I felt sense of urgency to help Master save more people.

I was deeply moved by an article, “Wake Up the People Around You.” At that time, few practitioners had access to Dafa materials, so I was determined to obtain more for them. Seeing my eagerness, my son and daughter-in-law helped me print additional copies, and as soon as I received them, I quickly distributed them to other practitioners.

I created a small materials production site in my home. I devoted myself wholeheartedly to Dafa projects: whether it was printing, delivering or distributing materials. I was completely immersed in doing the three things practitioners should do.

Let me share another story about my teeth. At 79 years old, I still have all my teeth. I had a toothache a few years ago but because I was so busy, I ignored it. The pain worsened until I could no longer bite anything, and blood and pus began to flow. This condition lasted for a month. However, while sleeping or working on Dafa projects, I did not feel any pain. Eventually, the tooth loosened and began to shift. I thought, “I’m a Falun Dafa practitioner. This tooth is a part of me, and I must maintain the good image of a Dafa practitioner.” I said to Master, “As a Dafa practitioner, I need to maintain my image. I cannot let this tooth fall out. I must go out to clarify the truth about Falun Dafa and the persecution and losing a tooth will affect my ability to read Falun Dafa books.”

One night I dreamed of two huge mountains, and they were covered in coal dust. Someone handed me a shovel and told me to shovel coal from one mountain to the other. I began shoveling, but then wondered, “When will this end?” At that moment, the mountain suddenly disappeared.

The next morning, when I woke up, the toothache was gone, it was completely healed! I understood that Master was taking care of me, helping me clear away those two mountains. Perhaps it was karma accumulated from my past lives. A few years later, another tooth began to loosen. Once again, I communicated with it, and it returned to its proper place.

The above is a short story from my cultivation journey, written down to share with fellow practitioners and report to Master.

Thank you, Master! Thank you, fellow practitioners!