An Eighty-Five Year Old Practitioner in China Strives to Do the Three Things Well
(Clearwisdom.net) When I was about 11 or 12 years old, I went to a Buddhist convent with my
family to burn incense out of respect for Buddha. As I entered the periphery of
the convent I could see a dense grove. There were green pine and cypress trees
on both sides of the passageway. Ascending the stairs of the passageway, I
entered the convent and found it very clean and spacious. The statue of Buddha
was filled with a solemn silence. After kowtowing to the Buddha together with my
family we toured the convent, which was clean and quiet. The nuns were kind and
amiable. I felt as if my real life and the convent were two different worlds and
this thought was deep in my heart for many years. Entering middle age, I was
struggling in a sea of bitterness toward human society. I still had thoughts of
becoming a nun. I envied the nuns who sounded bells in the morning and beat
drums in the evening, reading scriptures under a green lamp and living a life
without worldly desires. In 1999, when my daughter came for a visit, she brought with her a complete
set of Teacher Li Hongzhi's works. By chance I picked up Zhuan Falun
and browsed a few pages. The more I read, the more I liked it. I felt that it
was the teaching that I had been searching for all my life. I was so fond of the
book that I would not even put it down. I was so fortunate to learn this Fa and
my dream, after dozens of years, had come true. This Fa is very good, very
profound and very righteous. The Fa passed on to us by Teacher is the Fa of the
universe, the principle of the universe "Truthfulness, Compassion,
Forbearance" is the highest Buddha Fa. One may come across such good
fortune in tens of millions of years. How lucky I am to have the opportunity to
obtain the Fa. That year, I was 79 years old. After obtaining the Fa in March or April, 1999 I began to get up about 4
o'clock in the morning to go to the practice site to join the group practice. On
the first day I practiced the exercises, I had a stomachache, vomited and kept
going to the bathroom. I vomited continuously the whole afternoon. I enlightened
to the fact that it was Teacher cleaning my body. On the following day I again
went to the practice site to join the group exercises. This continued until July
20, when the persecution of Dafa and Dafa practitioners began. In mid-March 2000, my husband suffered a sudden stroke. After emergency
treatment he was out of danger but he was not in his right mind. He could not
look after himself, and he stayed in the hospital for more than three years. I
was looking after him in the hospital all that time. This greatly affected my
cultivation and I had no time to meet with fellow practitioners. However, one of
the practitioners showed great concern for me, often sending me Falun Dafa
material and Teacher's new articles. How precious it was to obtain Teacher's new
articles! I knew Teacher would not leave me behind and I was very grateful to
the practitioner who sent in Teacher's new articles. The truth is like a beacon
illuminating the path of my cultivation, making me even more steadfast in my Fa
study. In June 2003 my husband passed away at the age of 86. We had been together
for 68 years. Rereading Zhuan Falun is like listening to Teacher. I gradually calmed
down, did away with the interference of human sentiments, concentrated on
studying the Fa and practicing the exercises as I strived to catch up with other
practitioners. I began to have contact with several fellow practitioners. In our sharing I
found that I lagged far behind other practitioners. How could I catch up with
them? The answer was to study the Fa more earnestly and study it well. Only by
assimilating to the Fa could I catch up with the process of Fa-rectification. The first thing for me was to step forward to clarify the truth since there
were so many sentient beings that needed to be saved. When I began to talk to
other people, I often stuttered. At that time there were not such beautiful
truth-clarification cards and materials like we have today, so we would cut red
paper into strips and use a brush pen to write "Falun Dafa is good",
"Truthfulness, Compassion, Forbearance", and "Treat Dafa kindly
and you will have good returns." Later on, when we had printed materials, truth-clarification got a lot
easier. We delivered those materials to residences in an effort to tell people
the facts of the persecution of Falun Gong. Our purpose is to help all beings
see the true nature of the Chinese Communist Party (CCP). When they truly
understand the truth about Falun Dafa and get rid of their misunderstandings,
they will have a beautiful future. The next thing was to mail the truth-clarification material. Because the CCP
compiled slanderous things about Falun Dafa and put them into primary and
secondary school textbooks to poison children and young adults, I wrote letters
to the principals and teachers of the primary and secondary schools (and
enclosed truth-clarification material), asking them not to use the slanderous
lies about Falun Dafa to poison the innocent hearts of the pupils, and not to be
unworthy of the trust of their parents. I sent letters like this to the schools in the county, the city and province.
I also sent letters of kind advice to the heads of the police departments at the
county, city and provincial levels, advising them not to aid and abet the
evildoers who persecute Dafa practitioners. I mailed letters of kind advice to
people at all levels. I also mailed letters to prisons and forced labor camps,
as well as to the heads of the prisons and forced labor camps. With the increased demand for truth-clarification material,
production sites have been set up all over the country. Those with the ability
set up home material production sites. Not long afterwards, fellow practitioners
suggested that we set up a production site in my home. My house was spacious and
there was only a helper who had worked there for more than ten years and me, so
it was relatively safe. I agreed. Typing, printing materials, and using a mouse were easy for my grandchildren,
but I was 85 years old and had never touched a computer. With the help of fellow
practitioners, I very quickly learned to print all kinds of material including
the Clearwisdom Weekly newspaper, truth-clarification pamphlets, and to
burn CDs. My life became more meaningful. The pamphlets and the Clearwisdom Weekly we printed were very colorful
with excellent text and photos. They were praised by other practitioners. The
demand for our pamphlets was always greater than the supply. This was a source
of encouragement to our production site. I was encouraged to work harder to
print more pamphlets. The printer was not always problem-free. Sometimes it would stop printing
half way through a job. Sometimes it would get a paper jam, and still other
times the printing would be blurred. All these things needed technical support.
However, I had not learned all these skills. I could only solve some minor
problems. Sometimes I would send forth righteous thoughts to eliminate the
interference. I named one printer Mingming and the other Huihui. I would say
silently, "Mingming and Huihui, you are intelligent beings. Now is the Fa-rectification
period. All Dafa practitioners are seizing this time to save sentient beings in
accordance with Teacher's requirements. You must work diligently and produce
more material to contribute your share to saving sentient beings." Producing the material has never affected my practicing the exercises. I get
up at half past four in the morning to do the sitting meditation first and after
that the other four sets of exercises. I start printing truth-clarification
material after breakfast. Sometimes when the two printers refused to work, I
would take the opportunity to go out to clarify the truth in person. This is
also very important since so many sentient beings are waiting to be saved. One afternoon I came across two high school students and gave each of them a
pamphlet containing "Huisheng," which are suitable for high school
students. They were very happy to accept it. After that, I came across several
others, and I also clarified the truth to them. I talked about the staged
self-immolation in Tiananmen Square, the arrest of Falun Gong practitioners at
will, the facts about the inhuman torture, and the death and injuries to
practitioners as a result of the torture. I told them that we were the victims
of persecution. They said, "We know about all that. We have learned from
the Internet that many countries are supporting Falun Gong, your Teacher has
received more than 1,000 awards and people in dozens of countries practice Falun
Gong." After handing out all the truth-clarification material, I walked home with
light steps. On my way, I rested on a stone chair by a lake, where I met a
colleague of mine. Two policemen came toward us and asked if we had seen a
white-haired old lady handing out pamphlets. My former colleague, who was
sitting beside me, answered, "We didn't see anyone." She said that we
were colleagues for many years and we lived in the area. I did not say anything
but sent forth righteous thoughts to eliminate the evil behind the policemen.
Not long after, they left. Another time when I left copies of pamphlets on each of the shelves in a
supermarket, a security guard stopped me. He said, "We noticed that you are
handing out pamphlets. If it were not for your old age, we would send you to the
police. Hurry up and go!" I guessed that maybe they had seen me on their
security cameras. Although it was dangerous, there was no harm. The leaders from my former work unit harassed me constantly. Sometimes they
sent people to my home and sometimes made phone calls. One day my daughter sent
me a big bag of Falun Dafa material. When I opened it and spread the materials
on the table, the doorbell rang. I was the only one at home, so I had to go and
open the door. It turned out to be two people from my work unit. They had come
to check up on me. One person guarded me and the other looked around the house.
When she went straight toward the door of the room where I put the Dafa
materials, I was a bit worried. However, I kept sending forth righteous thoughts
to eliminate the evil. She entered the room, then turned around and came out of
the room, so she did not see anything in the room. Before she left she said,
"Don't go out to hand out pamphlets!" Once again I came across danger,
but there was no harm. Two months later they came again. When they saw me open the door, they left
without even coming in. Originally I thought there might be trouble. I realized
that Teacher's Law Bodies are protecting us all the time. At around midnight one winter evening, I had cramps in both legs that would
not abate. Normally when I had cramps it would only last for a few minutes, and
they seldom occurred since I started practicing Falun Gong. This time they
attacked my thighs and the pain was unbearable. I thought I was going to die.
However, I realized that as long as I am alive I should still try my best to
save sentient beings, besides I had not reached Consummation yet. I could not
leave this world like that, so I begged Teacher for help. In about 7 or 8
minutes there was some relief. Around 4 o'clock in the morning the acute pain
was gone. I enlightened that it was the persecution by the CCP. At that time I was
printing the Nine Commentaries on the Communist Party. Under CCP
totalitarian rule, during the endless political movements, tens of millions of
Chinese people were persecuted to death. As a result, kind-hearted people live
in terror of the CCP and keep quiet out of fear. I realized that I had loopholes. Last winter I was reluctant to step out and
clarify the truth. Because of this attachment to seeking comfort, I slacked off
in my Fa study and thought that printing materials at home was also doing Dafa
work. Some practitioners praised me for the material I had printed. They said
the colors were bright and both the pictures and text were excellent. They also
said they wanted to use my printouts as master copies. Upon hearing the comments
my attachment to complacency appeared. Other practitioners said that it was
excellent that people my age could still learn to use a computer. Then my
showing off mentality popped up and I really thought I was great. I did not take the initiative to eliminate these bad thoughts. I knew that I
was 85 years old and maybe my life should have ended a long time ago. The time I
have today was given to me by Teacher, to practice. If I am not diligent in my
cultivation and do not cherish the time I was given, my life could be in danger
at any time. The process of Fa-rectification has come to the surface. However, there are
still a lot of people waiting to be saved. Elderly practitioners face the issue
of shorter time and a narrower path, so they have to walk their path well. They
also need to cherish the precious time, because if there is any slacking off,
they will face life-threatening danger. Therefore, we must walk the path of
cultivation well, and strictly abide by Teacher's requirements of doing the
three things and doing them well. We must be worthy of the title of
"Fa-rectification period Dafa disciples" bestowed by Teacher. After
tens of thousands of years, isn't today the day we have been waiting for?
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