A Marriage Arranged by Heaven
By Xiao Mei
(Clearwisdom.net) My husband and I have been married for 16 years. My
feelings toward him changed many times during those years. They went from deep
affection to feelings of hurt, followed by complaints and fights, even to the
verge of divorce. As I look back on my marriage I realize I have gained a deeper understanding
of how human sentiments are based on selfishness. No matter how moving and
beautiful the expressions of affection between lovers are in letters, in the
end, the kind of love that makes one give up everything for his/her beloved
without expecting anything in return can only be found in novels or fictional
stories. Seventeen years ago on a spring afternoon, I was sitting in a spacious
laboratory writing in my dream-like diary, "Just how big is this universe?
Big or small, there must be a lord who is absolutely just and fair. I want to
follow his will and act according to the laws of the universe." As I was
writing, it seemed like my soul was following the lord of the universe, flying
in the boundless space. After I finished this pleasant interlude, I went to pick
up my mail. I did receive a letter from the outside world -- a letter written in
English by a young surgeon hoping to become friends. At the time I did not know the young man at all. It took some investigation
to find out that the surgeon had obtained my contact information from one of his
roommates. I had been introduced to the roommate, and we had dated a few times.
He had disclosed my information to the surgeon, whom I married two years later.
This unusual love story spread among our friends. Since I felt the marriage was arranged by heaven, I never expected any
fighting between us. I thought my marriage was different from other people's,
that my husband and I would love each other and stay together forever. Shortly
after we got married, however, I started to complain because I did not feel that
he loved and cared for me enough. I found that he was very selfish. As time
passed, the uncomfortable feelings increased. In particular, I felt I had
sacrificed so much for him during a time when he was sick. My resentment grew
every day, and I was a container filled with negative feelings. Often, a small
incident would trigger all my accumulated resentment, and I would complain to
him about all the unpleasant times in the past. I was consumed by these negative
feelings. I felt miserable and sad. Sometimes it felt as if my heart was
bleeding. After I started to practice Falun Gong, I came to understand the principle of
the cosmos, "Truthfulness, Compassion, Forbearance," and the principle
of karmic relationships. I learned that debts owed must be paid. Nevertheless, I
still could not hold back my anger when conflicts occurred between us. Once,
after listening to my complaints, a fellow practitioner smiled and said,
"Although you talk about paying back the debt you owe (him), in your heart
you are reluctant to do that." I felt that those words pinpointed my
problem exactly. In my heart at that time I refused to admit that I could owe
him anything. If one does not believe in previous lives, one cannot accept the
fact that everything in this lifetime is merely retributions and rewards from
previous lives. In fact, I think that everyone's life has been ingeniously
arranged and that the laws of the universe are absolutely just and fair. After failing many tests, I slowly started to firmly believe in the power of
Dafa. I came to understand why Teacher asks us to study the Fa a
lot. The Fa is like a bright light in the darkness, shedding light on our path
of cultivation and dissolving our confusion. As long as one studies the Fa, all
the things that trouble you will disappear quickly. I was able to look at things in the past with a calm mind after studying the
Fa. When I could rise above the situations and look at them as if I were
watching a movie, I was surprised to find that I had been so selfish, just like
my husband. I suddenly felt that I was very pitiful, begging for sentimental
rewards and other human things. If I were my husband, would I like a wife that
complained all the time? Maybe I would even say to the wife, "If you want
to be good to me, then don't complain so much. Otherwise don't be good to me and
see how much trouble you cause yourself!" I found that when I saw another person's problems, the other person saw me
with the same problems. If I cannot look inward when conflicts occur, I am not
doing the right thing. If I cannot rise above the situation and become more
controlled, the problem will never be solved. It is very difficult to face one's
own problems, and this is exactly my biggest shortcoming in cultivation. I now feel the bliss of cultivation. When my heart truly changed, everything
around me also changed. I can view things rationally, with a calm mind.
Rationality leads to wisdom. I feel joy in myself, and I bring others happiness when I truly search for
only my own shortcomings. As I continue to eliminate my attachment to sentiment,
I reduce the load on others around me. As the capacity of my heart increases, I
am able to forgive other people's mistakes. As I continue to require myself to
think of others first, other people enjoy being with me, because they feel
relaxed and happy around me. The feelings between my husband and me have transcended from a selfish love
into a higher state that is long lasting, since it originates from compassion,
forbearance and understanding. Love is selfish and easily leads to jealousy.
Compassion is selfless and never results in jealousy. I don't dream about unreal love any more. Instead, along the path of
continuously eliminating selfishness, I have learned how to understand and care
about others. I have learned how to tolerate other people's characters, which I
felt were unacceptable before. When I gave up my pursuit of a happy married life
filled with love, I was blessed with eternal joy and peaceful, everlasting
bliss. 07/17/2005
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