An Elderly Practitioner: Grateful to Master and Returning to My Self

Written by an elderly Dafa practitioner from Northwest, China

(Clearwisdom.net) I am an elderly Dafa disciple from Northwest China. I have gone through trials and tribulations during the past several years. I feel grateful to Master, who has done so much for me, and for my fellow practitioners' help. Here I will share some of my experiences with everybody. Please correct anything improper.

Before practicing Falun Gong, I had rheumatism, heart disease, anemia, a low white blood cell count, low blood pressure and so on. There was no place in my body that was not painful. In February 1995, I fell and fractured my thigh bone. At age seventeen I had acute rheumatism. Because I took too much medicine, my bones became very brittle.

My bones would break if they were lightly touched, so my wrist, ankle and knee bones were all fractured in falls. I needed to ride a bicycle from my home to my place of work. When I met a lot of people, I would become dizzy and I sometimes fell on the road. My arms and legs had all been broken. I transferred to a school that was close to my home to work. Not long afterward when I was riding my bicycle, I fell and broke my thigh bone. It took three four-inch long metal pins to repair my leg. I had to use two crutches and could not take care of myself. In addition, I had many kinds of diseases, so I was miserable beyond description.

In all this difficulty, I had the great fortune to encounter Falun Dafa. Everyone said Dafa was good, so I wanted to try it too. When I began to meditate in the lotus position, I asked Master to help me. I was able to cross my legs. I could only feel the pins gripping into my flesh. The pain made me tremble all over. The tears couldn't be distinguished from the perspiration. My chest was soaked. I only sat for ten minutes, but it felt like many years.

I persisted in practicing and studying the Fa. My great and benevolent Teacher always gave me clear hints. Because I suffered from disease all year long, my temperament was not good and I often had fits of temper. In a dream Teacher showed me clearly that I came down to this world from a high level. When I studied the Fa seriously, Teacher also gave a clear indication that I went up along the same road where I fell from a high level. Thus, under Teacher's merciful protection, I studied the Fa seriously, did the exercises, and upgraded my xinxing. After three months, I felt very comfortable. I thought I should have the pins in my leg removed. After I arrived at the hospital, the head of the hospital compared the new x-rays with those taken three months earlier. He was so startled that he asked me what pill of immortality I had taken. He also noticed that my complexion had also become rosy. My thigh bone went from being flat to rounded. All the doctors thought this was inconceivable. I told them this happened because I practiced Falun Gong. Because I had had so many diseases and recovered from all of them, they were shocked. The hospital head decided that I should be hospitalized immediately, and he performed the operation himself to remove the pins. He brought in a doctor-in-training as his assistant. Because the pins had fused with the bone, the whole surgical bed shook from the force required to remove them. The doctors said Dafa was miraculous. After three days, I left the hospital. All the patients around me said that they would study Dafa.

My mother died when I was four years old, and I was brought up by my older sister. Soon after I began practicing Falun Gong, my older sister died and I was overly affected by her death. This attachment of qing caused me not to be able to do the exercises and study the Fa. I would constantly burst out in tears. When I was "holding the wheel" in the second exercise, I saw the Falun in many colors through my third eye. At first I thought I was having a problem with my eyes that was producing an illusion. When I took it seriously and calmly watched it, the Falun was still there. It was big, transparent and very bright, and it changed into many colors. I was very excited. It was a clear hint from Teacher. I was unable to restrain the flow of tears. I thought I must seriously study the Fa; otherwise, I would be letting down Master's painstaking salvation.

While I was diligently cultivating Dafa, my spouse unexpectedly died after suffering a stroke. Thus I lost two family members within just one year. The trauma was too much for one who had just thrown away his crutches. The old diseases all recurred and I could not get up. I stopped studying the Fa and wanted to end my life. In this key time, when I did the sitting meditation, my great Master let me see that my hands and body were very bright when I did the hand gestures. When I did the third exercise, "penetrating the two cosmic extremes," there was a one-foot-long light. How great and outstanding Dafa is! I met it and felt incomparably proud! I decided to follow Teacher, diligently make steady progress, and assiduously do the exercises and study the Fa.

When the persecution of Falun Dafa began on July 20, 1999, I wondered why people would not be allowed to practice such a good thing. So I went to Beijing to validate Dafa. After being arrested and brought back home, I was only released after more than 6,000 yuan were extorted from my daughter. Then the party secretary and the principal of the school kept coming to my home constantly. They drove me away to a brainwashing session. I asked them: "When I had a broken bone and could not get up, you did not visit me. After I practiced Falun Gong, I could move again, but you came. Dafa has saved me. I cultivated firmly in Dafa. Nobody can change my heart." After that, they did not come again.

Before the 2004 Chinese New Year, I got up at 5:00 a.m. When I went out to post material about bringing Jiang Zemin to trial, I was arrested by plainclothes policemen who were in hiding. I did not tell them my address or my name, but only told them about the benefits I had received. Because I had righteous thoughts and I did not cooperate with the evil, they sent me to the city police station. The chief was very evil at the beginning and his voice was also loud. I sent forth righteous thoughts in my heart. After a while, the chief changed his attitude and let the office staff talk to me. Their voices were very loud and they lost their tempers, but I just clarified the truth to them. Later on, one of them apologized to me. I told them that I had benefited from practicing Falun Gong and eliminated the evil behind them. The police did not search for anything. Thus, they did not have any evidence, so they released me. When I left, I told them, "Remember that Falun Dafa is good!"

Written on December 5, 2005

Chinese version available at http://minghui.org/mh/articles/2005/12/7/115957.html

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