(Minghui.org) I’m a young Falun Dafa practitioner who started cultivating six years ago. I’ve had no other practitioner to communicate with, and on my cultivation path, I’ve tripped over and over again but managed to get up each time. Without Master’s protection and enlightenment, I would have only become depressed in this corrupt world, watching my moral standards sleadily decline.
Through my job, I’ve been to the U.S. twice, in 2016 and 2017, and seen practitioners clarifying the facts at tourist spots. But it probably wasn’t my time yet, as I didn’t truly understand the truth of Dafa when they told me.
As soon as I returned to China the second time, I became very ill and ended up in the hospital for over a month. Lying in the hospital bed, I couldn’t help but wonder why, when I’d studied nutrition and ate well, why did I still get sick?
To find the answer, I started looking at spirituality and read a lot of books on the subject. I believe that people have souls, but I didn’t know where they come from. I also took several courses on the subject, but they still did not solve my fundamental issue—how can people escape reincarnation?
My sister returned from traveling to another city in 2019 and brought a few books home with her. She told me that she was practicing Falun Dafa and said that the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) was wrong by persecuting it. This is also what the practitioners I met abroad told me, so I understood what she was saying as soon as she spoke about it.
I observed how she cultivated. She always wanted me to read Zhuan Falun, the main text of Falun Dafa, so I read two chapters. Because I was practicing another discipline at the time and knew there was a saying in regard to “no second cultivation way,” I didn’t finish reading the book.
Six months later, all on the same day, I had excruciating menstrual cramps, broke up with my boyfriend, and got fired. I was miserable. Maybe my knowing side was very anxious, so I found my sister and told her that my life was just too painful. My sister showed me some videos to have me see the beauty of Dafa. I then made up my mind to cultivate.
As soon as I started reading Zhuan Falun earnestly, Master began to take care of me. At first, I had to go to the bathroom all the time with diarrhea. Only later did I understand that Master was cleansing my body. I had been taking medicine since I was a child and ended up going to the hospital almost every other day. I had severe dysmenorrhea, gastritis, hemorrhoids, dizziness, perennial bronchitis, and tuberculosis. My face was full of acne, and I had a sallow complexion.
By the time I had been practicing Falun Dafa for a year, all my health problems disappeared. The acne was gone, my skin became smoother, and my complexion was no longer sallow. Many people asked how I got such beautiful skin. One time, Master enlightened me in a dream: I saw that all the medicines I had taken since childhood were excreted from my body, covering the entire floor. I still recognized the medicines I took when I was very young.
Since then, I have never needed to take another pill or get another injection, even during the pandemic. It was Dafa that transformed me from an ill person to a truly healthy one.
I was a law-abiding, sensible, and obedient child. But after graduating from college, I got lazy after being immersed in everyday life for a long time. I took out a credit card loan to invest, thinking that I could finally have enough money to settle down. However, in just a few years, I owed more than 200,000 yuan. I stole money from my parents’ safe to pay off my debts and borrowed money from anyone who would lend it me.
After I started practicing Falun Dafa, I learned of the Fa principle “No loss, no gain,” and I never stole from home again. I didn’t get angry when I tried to borrow 3,000 yuan from my father and he turned me down. I worked two jobs, making breakfast, washing dishes, and doing odd jobs in the mornings, then running a small barbershop from noon on. I didn’t feel bitter when I had to earn the money to pay off my debts.
In the restaurant where I was serving breakfast, I treated the owner’s business as my own, keeping the shop clean and tidy and serving every customer well. Sometimes, when the boss didn’t make any money for that day, I didn’t want my pay. Later, my boss learned the truth of Dafa and quit the CCP and its youth organizations.
In my barbershop, I used good products for my customers and charged them reasonable prices. When I knew my customers had hard lives, I charged them very little. My customers included doctors, school administrators, company owners, and people from different walks of life. I talked to them about traditional Chinese culture, the divine, chaos in today’s society, and the warnings of natural disasters. I did this to inspire the good thoughts in their hearts, so they could see through the CCP and distance themselves from it.
I once cut a customer’s hair a little too short. She came back the next day to complain. I knew her image was very important to her and that it was my fault that her hair was not cut to the right length. I thought that I might have owed her in a previous life, so I gave her 600 yuan as compensation. I told her that I was a Falun Dafa practitioner and that our Master asks us to think of others first. This happened to help me get rid of my attachment to self-interest. The next day was very busy in my barbershop and I earned 600 yuan extra.
During the six years I have been cultivating, Master has been watching over me every day.
Falun Dafa has transformed me from someone who pursued fame and fortune, was secretive, feared hardship and fatigue, and was selfish into a person who is honest, thrifty, and willing to help others.
During the COVID-19 pandemic, I advised the people I knew to recite, “Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good” so that they would stay safe. A cousin of mine who believed Dafa was good worked in a factory. Everyone on the production line tested positive, but he was fine even though he went to work every day. He also recovered from severe gout. He told others that he recovered from gout because he recited the phrases.
When the pandemic was at its peak, my 90-year-old grandmother and my 80-year-old grandmother both stayed with me. I asked my 90-year-old grandmother to recite the phrases. She said them out loud and was in good spirits. She never got infected.
My 80-year-old grandmother didn’t believe in the power of repeating the phrases. After I got home one day, I saw her shivering. Her lips were purple, and she had a fever. I talked to her about the beauty of Dafa. She acknowledged it this time and began to recite the phrases. I also played the Dafa music for her. Without taking any meditation, she recovered after a good night’s sleep.
I talked to people about Falun Dafa in a store, and a customer reported me. I was illegally arrested and my home was ransacked. Two days before this happened, Master gave me hints that I would run into danger, as I had nightmares for two nights in a row. It was my own fault for not paying attention to safety.
Police officers in two cars ransacked my home. They also ransacked my barbershop and interrogated me until midnight. My Dafa books, cell phone, laptop, desktop computer, and other items were confiscated. They didn’t return anything.
In the police station, I began to send forth righteous thoughts and recite the Fa. I calmly clarified the facts to the police officers, including about the self-immolation hoax on Tiananmen Square. One officer tried to slander Dafa, and several others swore at me and Dafa. I sent righteous thoughts that every one of them could be saved.
The person who reported me came to make a statement. I didn’t hate him and sent righteous thoughts to eliminate the evil elements preventing him from being saved. I truly wished that he could be saved.
The police officers read to me, line by line, the law they said I had broken. I was dizzy, hungry and cold, and my righteous thoughts subsided.
As soon as I was admitted to the detention center, I felt terrible at having failed to help save those police officers. It was because I wasn’t diligent in my cultivation and didn’t cultivate well. It also came down to my loopholes: I’d slacked off in studying the Fa and doing the exercises recently. In addition, I had strong fear and was taken advantage of by the evil. When I felt sad, I sent righteous thoughts and recited the Fa, including “On Dafa” and poems from Hong Yin. I knew that I was a practitioner and that it was Master who arranged for me to come here to save sentient beings.
On the first day in the detention center, Master gave me a hint in a dream: I wasn’t wearing any shoes, and was walking barefoot to a store to buy something. An old lady tried to give me a pair of small shoes, but I declined the offer. She forced some kind of magic on my hand, and then I woke up.
I recited Master’s poem:
“Your body lies in prison—don’t be sorrowful, don’t be sadWith righteous thoughts and righteous actions, Fa is hereCalmly reflect on how many attachments you haveAs you get rid of human mentality, evil is naturally defeated”(“Don’t Be Sad,” Hong Yin II)
I looked inward and found the areas where I fell short: I didn’t study the Fa enough and didn’t really take it to heart, I was not doing the exercises, and I missed sending forth righteous thoughts often. In this state of mind, when I clarified the facts to people, the impact was not good. I didn’t have faith in Master or Dafa and did not respect Master and Dafa enough. I was often concerned only with doing things and possessed a strong attachment to pursuit. I was too attached to the outcome and was afraid of hardship. When I did the sitting meditation, I was afraid of suffering the pain in my legs. I also possessed a strong sense of fear, had a strong competitive mentality, and was attached to comfort. I was afraid of being criticized, didn’t cultivate my speech, and didn’t pay attention to safety.
There was a nearly 70-year-old woman in the detention center. She’d been there over 10 days due to a conflict with her neighbor. She couldn’t stand being there. She kept making a fuss, was in a bad mood, had high blood pressure, ached all over, and felt nauseous. No one cared about her and others advised me to turn a blind eye to her or the guards would get after me. But I cared about her anyway, looked after her, and managed to find the opportunity to clarify the facts to her. I told her thatm by reciting “Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good,” she would get better. Half-doubting she recited them. Even so, the next day, the doctor checked her blood pressure and it had returned to normal. From then on, she recited the phrases every day. She no longer felt uncomfortable, and her mood improved by the day.
I understood that Master strengthened my righteous thoughts. In the detention center, I never thought that I was being detained. I was only there to save sentient beings. I always helped my cellmates with all the dirty work. People suffered a great deal in there. I sincerely comforted and cared about every one of them. Whenever there was an opportunity, I clarified the facts to them.
They all said that I was a nice person. Most of them chose to quit the CCP. Even the guards commented on my good behavior and let me leave half a day early. After I was released, I took a cab and chatted with the driver about Dafa. He understood the truth and quit the CCP.