Returning To My Hometown To Validate the Fa

(Minghui.org) My niece from Liaoning Province called me in May 2025 to tell me that her dad, my third brother, had a fall the previous month. As a result, he couldn’t lift his head or move his neck, and was having problems with his bowels and bladder. This brother is also a Falun Dafa practitioner, who started practicing in 1998. He lives in the countryside and it isn’t easy for him to persist in cultivating because there are no other practitioners in his area. I wanted to visit him and help him through this tribulation by studying the Fa with him. But I hesitated and wondered whether I should put all my duties on hold to go there.

Later, I was meditating and holding my hands in the jieyin position, but after a minute my thumbs separated. I put my hands back in the correct position, but once again my thumbs separated after a minute. I was surprised and stopped meditating. Instead of clearing my mind, I’d been thinking about whether I should visit my brother. I calmed down and began reciting Master’s article “Critical Times Reveal One’s Spiritual State.”

It dawned on me that my family in my hometown were waiting for me to help save them. My third brother suffered from rheumatoid arthritis in the past, and recovered after practicing Falun Dafa. Our family knows Dafa is good, but he hadn’t stepped forward to tell people the facts about Dafa. I needed to visit them and further clarify the truth to my family, and help my third brother improve based on the Fa. I decided to go back to my hometown. I was then able to meditate properly.

The next morning, I said to my son, “I want to visit your uncle, but my granddaughter will have her final exams soon. What should I do?”

My granddaughter responded, “You can go, Grandma. My parents are home with me.” My daughter-in-law agreed and told me not to worry.

My son bought me a train ticket. I knew the police had flagged my ID and would know I was a Falun Dafa practitioner once it was scanned, but I wasn’t afraid. I went to the train station and sat down. I started to send forth righteous thoughts: “I am a disciple of Master Li Hongzhi. I came here to save sentient beings. All evil interference must be eliminated. I do not allow the police to harass me or commit any wrongdoing. ‘The Fa rectifies the Cosmos; the Evil is completely eliminated.’”

Soon I boarded the train, found my seat, and sat down. Ten minutes later, a police officer who worked on the train approached me and asked to see my ID. He looked at it, checked it with his cell phone and said, “I will come and get you when you arrive at your station.” I thought perhaps he planned to check my luggage, but I wasn’t afraid. He passed by a while later and said, “Don’t worry.” I nodded. Five minutes before arriving at my stop, he came by and said, “I’ll help you carry your bags.” We got off the train. He walked ahead with my luggage, and I followed him. I thought he would take me to the police station to have my bags examined.

He asked where my family was meeting me. I told him it might be at the entrance. Then he called another police officer over and said, “Please take this elderly lady to the elevator.”

The officer carried my bags and took me to the elevator. “Go down here, and you will see your family,” he said. I thanked him. At the bottom of the elevator I turned around. No one was following me. Master was protecting me! My eyes welled up with tears. That warmhearted police officer on the train had been helping me. It was all Master’s arrangement! I knew I’d made the right decision to come.

My niece and nephew came to pick me up and drove me to their home. My third brother was so happy to see me, and the whole family welcomed me with a table full of food. After dinner, I wrote on a piece of paper, “Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good. Master is good. Master, please help me.”

I read these words to my brother several times. The next day, he started to study the Fa and he did the exercises with me. He told me, “I’d sent righteous thoughts and asked for Master’s help. But it didn’t work and I thought Master had given up on me.”

I shared my understanding with him, and said, “Master is with us every second. We can’t sense Master’s compassion and protection if we don’t cultivate diligently. That’s our own problem, and we cannot resent Master.”

I told him what I’d experienced on the trip here and how Master had protected me. He agreed and said, “Master sent you here. Otherwise, I might really fall down in my cultivation. I thank Master sincerely.”

A few days later, we visited my two other brothers and two sisters, who were all very pleased to see me. All my relatives, including some who lived far away, came to meet me; some I hadn’t seen for over 10 years. We all felt very close and affectionate. They noticed that I was in such good health and praised the benefits of Falun Dafa. I said, “Since I’ve been practicing Falun Dafa, I’ve been free of illness. Falun Dafa is a Buddhist practice, and teaches practitioners to be good people, following the principles of Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance. The slander on TV is false and the self-immolation on Tiananmen Square was staged. Don’t believe it.” They nodded in agreement. I continued, “When you encounter a dangerous situation, recite ‘Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good.’ It will turn danger into safety and bring you blessings.” Then I asked them to quit the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) and its affiliated organizations to ensure their safety. They all agreed.

In the evening, I talked to my eldest brother about the beauty of Dafa and the miracles that practitioners experienced. He didn’t believe in Dafa before, but when I explained how my third brother had recovered from his rheumatoid arthritis after practicing Falun Dafa, he was really delighted to hear it. I wrote “Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good” on a piece of cardboard, and asked him to read it frequently. He said he would.

Later, my niece told me that her dad (my eldest brother) had recited it every day, holding the piece of cardboard. My eldest brother was 87 years old. My eldest brother-in-law was 91 years old, and he recited the phrases every day too. I was sincerely happy that they could experience the blessings of Dafa in their old age.

I visited four families over 10 days. When I returned to my third brother’s home, I met a distant relative, a man in his 60s. I noticed he was wearing a badge of the former CCP leader Mao Zedong. He told me he was a veteran and a Party member.

I wondered how to best tell him about Dafa. One day, I said to him, “You’re a good person, but I have to tell you that wearing that badge is really not good for you. Mao is dead now, and the badge has negative energy. When he was in power, he caused a massive number of deaths during the Cultural Revolution. We all know the killer must pay with his life, so he cannot protect you and we cannot take the blame for his actions.” He immediately took the badge off. I continued, “When you joined the CCP, you raised your fist and swore to give your life to it. Just look at the Party today. All officials, high and low, do nothing but spout lies. The self-immolation on Tiananmen Square was a hoax to defame Falun Dafa. You shouldn’t believe it. I can give you a pseudonym to quit the Party.” He agreed. My third brother continued discussing the topic and clarified the truth further. In the end, the distant relative decided to use his real name to quit.

Before I left, I noticed that my third brother’s wife and son didn’t support him practicing Dafa. I said to his wife, “Do you remember why my brother started to practice? He is only alive today because of Dafa’s blessing.” My sister-in-law was speechless. I said to my nephew, “Your father is alive today without taking any medicine. Your family has already received benefits from Dafa.”

He replied, “I won’t be against his practice in the future. I will get out all of his Dafa books.” He knew I would leave soon, so he took my hand and handed me 500 yuan. He said, “Auntie, I know you are very kind to my family. This is a token of my gratitude, please accept it.” I thanked him.

My niece added, “My father learned Dafa from you. We were struggling at the time, and you helped us a lot. You are our benefactor.”

I smiled and said, “I forgot all about that.” My brother had been very sick, and his children were still young, so I helped them out a lot. My niece also gave me 500 yuan, and insisted that I take it. I thanked them sincerely, but I didn’t keep their money. I hid it in their house and told them where it was after I got home.

Just before I left, I told my brother, “You should start memorizing the Fa. You must be clear that you’re a practitioner who has cultivated for 27 years. You are Master’s disciple, and your life has been arranged by Master. Let go of all your attachments. Just follow Master’s plan, and deny any other arrangement.” My brother nodded in agreement.

I had returned to my hometown to validate Dafa and help my family members further understand Dafa’s greatness so they could be saved. During the trip, I handled everything as a cultivator, and my family welcomed me warmly. They all learned the facts about Dafa and quit the Party.

I cannot find the words to express my gratitude to Master. Thank you for saving me! I am so fortunate to be a Dafa disciple!