By a Falun Dafa practitioner from Hunan Province, China

(Clearwisdom.net) I am eighty years old and I no longer need my glasses to read the newspaper. I can even read the small print on packaging clearly. Today, I am writing out the miracles that happened to me after I started practicing Falun Dafa. I just hope my story will be helpful to new practitioners. At the time these miracles happened, I experienced wonderment and joy. These encouraged me to redouble my efforts to study the Fa and practice the Falun Gong exercises. It is also very important to remember that we have to be sober and earnest in our cultivation practice, while improving ourselves with great effort.

I started practicing Falun Dafa on August 7, 1997. Prior to that, I had learned a few other types of qigong that were of no help to me. I had many illnesses, including hypotension, prosopantritis, rheumatoid arthritis, chronic enteritis, polypus of the intestines, polypus of the uterus, chronic hepatitis, cysts in the liver, and tachycardia (which caused my heart rate to soar up to 130 beats per minute for no apparent reason). I cannot even remember what other kind of illnesses I used to have. My illnesses caused me to spend my days in discomfort. My intestinal problems bothered me the most. My stools smelled like sesame oil. Since my body was not absorbing nutrients, I was very unhealthy. At one time, I weighed little more than 35 kg (about 75 pounds).

My hypotension (low blood pressure) was also untreatable. When I was admitted to a hospital for pneumonia, my diastolic blood pressure was only 45mm. My doctor blamed my husband and told me to take good care of myself. The fact is, when your body has illnesses, being careful is useless. I am a government official and the government reimbursed me the cost of all my medications. I took fifty doses of Chinese herbs for my rheumatoid arthritis. The medicines only gave me stomach problems; they did not cure my rheumatoid arthritis. I switched to Western medicine and began taking penicillin as an anti-inflammatory drug. I passed out from an allergic reaction and was rushed to the emergency room. I was only a little over fifty then, and I had so many illnesses. Since both Chinese and Western medicine did not help me, I turned to Chinese folk medicine. I tried acupuncture treatments on my ears, done by an old classmate once a week at my home. The treatments continued for six months. There was improvement, but my ears suffered tremendously. There were many side effects and the treatments had to stop.

In 1991, my agency organized everyone to go and learn qigong, which was the trend at that time. I wasn't sure I wanted to try this qigong. In 1993, the party committee agency clerk bought a ticket for the qigong class and put it in my hand, so I went. In the beginning I felt no effect. I spent my own money to learn another type of qigong. There was still no effect, even when I advanced to the second level. I was eager to find a cure for my illnesses, so I bought many qigong books. I read the books and practiced their qigong to no effect. Finally, I did not want to learn any more qigong.

Just when I did not know what to do next, my neighbor from the same building lent me the book, Zhuan Falun. I was attracted to the book at first sight and finished reading it in two days. I thought, "This Teacher is really great! He knows everything about the heavens, the earth, the past, modern times, China, foreign countries, Buddha, and science. Other qigong masters are incomparable to him." When I returned the book to my neighbor, she played Teacher's videotape teaching the five exercises. As I was watching it, I felt something going on in my body. My neighbor told me they would play Teacher's lecture tapes in a couple of days. She asked if I wanted to attend. I said, "Of course I will come."

I started practicing Falun Gong just like that. I was listening to Lecture Six when I felt like I was getting a bad cold. My reactions came later than others. I knew it signaled the purification of my body, as stated in the book. After I finished listening to the nine lectures, I started to practice the Falun Gong exercises. It seemed like someone was supporting my hands while I was practicing holding the wheel (Exercise Two). I did not feel tired at all and at times I felt something turning on top of my head. I thought that this practice is really extraordinary. At that time, I was not truly cultivating, I just felt happy that my illnesses were gone. In the past, because of my weak digestive system, I was afraid to eat many things. Now I wanted to eat everything. In fact, I did eat everything and did not have any problem. I shared my experience at a group Fa study. One practitioner somewhat angrily told me that Teacher even purifies the body for this kind of person. Of course, other practitioners offered these encouraging words, "You have already realized your fault when you can openly talk about it." In fact, at that time, I did not know where I was at fault. I had only wanted to make clear that this practice cleaned up my illnesses. I came to learn Falun Gong with the purpose of curing my illnesses. At the same time, I remember Teacher having said that we have to let go of that kind of thinking and let go of illness. Even though my goal was impure, Teacher did not abandon me.

I couldn't believe how fast my body changed from studying the Fa and practicing the exercises. I was already 72 years old when I started to practice Falun Gong in August 1997, my illnesses were gone within months, my wrinkles had disappeared significantly and my skin turned fair. This was just what Teacher said in Zhuan Falun.

In addition, some unimaginable things also appeared. One day I was lying in bed when I saw the Falun on the book cover turning. Then I saw Bodhisattva Avalokitesvara standing on the top of a hill. She was standing still, wearing a white dress, looking just like the ones in the operas. Then I saw a big pangolin-like animal crawling around inside a shining aperture. I could clearly see the scales on its body. Next I saw a very big frog in another shining circular aperture and the air sac under its mouth was bulging. Then I saw my husband walking slowly, alone with nothing around him. I could only see him from the knees up and he was young with a crew cut. I was in shock, I opened my eyes wide and everything disappeared. I was afraid to ask anyone about what I had seen.

Once I opened my eyes unintentionally and saw a layer of thick clouds around my hands. A couple of times, when I was doing Exercise Two (holding the wheel), I felt like my body was a wind tunnel and my breath was making the noise of an air blower. Moreover, it seemed like my breath was coming out of my ears. I had only practiced one year and I had never imagined my progress could go this fast.

I often see white light shooting out from my hands. Only my fingertips emitted white light at the beginning. Then the back of my hands and later my legs were shooting white lights through my trousers. The length of the lights varied, but they were very strong.

My far-sightedness was corrected very quickly. I am eighty years old and can now read without reading glasses. I can even read the small print on packaging. This process of body purification was truly miraculous.

In the autumn of 1998, I brought home a poster of Teacher's photo. When I opened up the poster there was a little boy on it, he looked around seven years old. I was in shock. Soon, the image moved and quickly slipped away. He even shook the yellow cloth Teacher was wearing and then Teacher's image appeared. I was afraid to tell anyone about this peculiar incident. That night, I did not have to wear the reading glasses when I studied the Fa. Quite the reverse, I could not see with my reading glasses on. In my heart, I kept thinking about the identity of that little boy. How could he get on Teacher's photo? Then one time, I was watching a recording of Teacher's speech given in a foreign country and Teacher talked about the cultivated infant; that an ordinary cultivated infant is about the size of one's small finger, while a Buddha's cultivated infant is about the size of a six or seven year old child. I felt a sense of relief.

Teacher's grace, compassion and miraculous effects on me, an old woman, were tremendous. It was a pity that I did not enlighten further. I did not understand enlightenment. I just noticed the miracles and never moved on to the cultivated state. After "April 25", 1999, my husband told me that based on his experience with the Chinese Communist Party something was going to happen. I was a study group leader. We hosted organized group study in our home and we did good and compassionate deeds. But we had to leave. Following my husband's lead, we left our home and moved into our children's home. I brought Teacher's poster and a whole set of books with me. I did the exercises often, but I did not read any of Teacher's new articles for more than two years. I did not see any fellow practitioners during that time and my spirit was very low. The miracles that happened before never appeared again. However, Teacher still took care of me. I was still free of illness and did not need reading glasses.

It was not until the winter of 2002 that a kind fellow practitioner traveled a very long distance to deliver Teacher's new articles into my hands, to help me keep up with the progress of Fa-rectification. Finally, I was pulled out of my helpless state. I realized that I should do the three things that every Dafa practitioner should do. I do not want to disappoint Teacher or waste his compassion and salvation.

Posting date: 1/8/2006
Original article date: 1/7/2006
Category: Personal Cultivation
Chinese version available at http://minghui.org/mh/articles/2005/12/8/116087.html

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