(Clearwisdom.net) Greetings, Master. Greetings, Fellow Practitioners. I would like to share with you a few things I experienced during my cultivation.

I Came to Dafa for Treatment of My Illness

I obtained Dafa in 1998. I studied Falun Gong to cure my illness. At that time I did not think about cultivation. However, after I read Zhuan Falun and started on my path of cultivation, my whole life completely changed. I was a student at that time, and due to a heavy load of school courses, I felt huge pressure. I did not get enough sleep, and I did not eat regularly. Smoking and drinking coffee, and beer became the must-have things to keep me awake and passing exams. After a while, my health collapsed. I was diagnosed with a serious gastric ulcer. Because my father was a surgeon and doctor of Chinese medicine, I relied on Chinese and Western medicine and acupuncture until I graduated from college. I met my wife while in college. After I graduated from college, I did not cherish the importance of good health, and I did not live a normal life. My illness developed into a duodenal ulcer. It was so severe at one time that I could not eat, drink, or go to the restroom for 3 or 4 days. My stomach was swollen to as big as that of a pregnant woman. Then one day my father came to rescue me, and he shocked me.

After that incident, my father seriously said to me, "You should have told me the first day you had black blood in your stool." He also said, "If you don't protect your stomach well, then sooner or later I will have to buy a coffin for you. In fact your stomach illness is already incurable. Now you only have two ways to go. One way is to improve your living habits and see if it will be cured. Another way is to go through surgery and remove the bad part of the stomach. Then the removed part will re-grow, and then it will have to be removed again. It will continue like this until one day you cannot stand it." Since my father was the former Physician-in-charge at the Gastroenterology Division of Tri-Service General Hospital in Taiwan and a Ph.D. of Chinese Medicine, his words were like a death penalty to me. Then I remembered that I had practiced qigong for a while, and my health did improve some. But I stopped that practice long ago and forgot most of the movements. So I felt great despair and hopelessness.

That is, until one day when the opportunity came. On the Channel 18 news broadcast in Los Angeles, I heard that Falun Gong would be taught for free at Santa Monica Beach. So I went there, and some people were already there. That is when I started practicing Falun Gong.

One day when I was doing the sitting (fifth) exercise of Falun Gong, I suddenly saw tens of thousands of small stars that filled up the whole dimension. Initially, I did not notice them, and thought I was too tired due to the overtime work the day before. So I continued to do the sitting meditation. Within a short time, those stars turned to tens of thousands of small eyes shining at time. I still did not pay attention to it, and I still thought it was caused by my being too tired. I continued to do the exercise. Then one large eye suddenly showed up in front of me, and I was frightened. Maybe because of this, the coordinator at the exercise site noticed me. When I needed to leave to go to work, I was thinking: "What kind of exercise was this; how come those symptoms showed up?" When I was in a rush to leave, the coordinator caught me in time and asked, "Did you read the book?" I realized that there was a book titled Zhuan Falun. A few days later I had my own copy of Zhuan Falun, and I read it several times within one week. I did not know why, but after reading every paragraph of Zhuan Falun, I always felt very happy. The more I read the happier I felt, and I could read it hundreds of times without losing interest. The more I read, the more it attracted me, and the more I wanted to read. From the book, I knew the eye I saw was my own celestial eye. Later on, due to my job, I had to move to a different location. So I left the exercise site at Santa Monica and started practicing Falun Gong on my own.

In less than one year after I started practicing Falun Gong, the persecution of Falun Gong started. The environment at that time was very serious; it was like the heavens had collapsed. Due to the evil Chinese Communist Party's (CCP) propaganda that defamed Falun Gong and the various medias' reprinting the CCP's propaganda, practitioners cultivating Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance suddenly became the target that others looked down upon. The people striving to be better persons became the target that others attacked. Even the environment in the United States did not escape that kind of pollution. My parents started to say similar things. I did not know what to do. Every time they talked about it I would explain to them: "Falun Gong is good; it is correct that Teacher Li Hongzhi is teaching us to be good people." I did not feel strange that every time I talked about this, my parents were silent, as if they were being nailed down. Then a few seconds later they would wake up and say: "If Falun Gong is good, then why hasn't your health improved? They also taught people to not take any medicine." It took me a long time to realize that this was Master using my parents to hint about my attachment to curing my illness. At that time I did not think about curing my illness, nor did I realize that Master could use another's mouth to give hints to disciples. I only knew that I needed to explain to others that Dafa is good. So every time that my family members were disrespectful to Dafa, I would tell them what Zhuan Falun says, what Master said. I gradually found that the more I read Zhuan Falun, the more I could convince people. The more I read Zhuan Falun, the better I could fill their hearts with the truth.

After I got married, we moved to a district with more Caucasian residents; very few Chinese live there. The environment was rather simple. Due to where I lived, I was further away from other Chinese people, and the Fa study and exercise environment also gradually became looser. At that time I was addicted to work, and the heavy workload made me forget there were many places I could look for Dafa information. One day during the lunch break at work I found the Minghui/Clearwisdom website. From reading items on the website, I came to know how Dafa and practitioners were being persecuted, how the CCP defamed Dafa, how severely the police tortured Falun Gong practitioners and detained them. My wife and I relied on the Minghui/Clearwisdom website to uphold our faith in Dafa, and we relied on Minghui.org to maintain contact with Dafa.

During the fabricated "Obstruction Case" in Hong Kong [2003], I learned from Minghui.org how the Hong Kong police interfered with practitioners for no reason. Even such a democratic region would also fabricate rumors for the CCP. I could no longer stand it. I wanted to clarify the truth too! But who should I clarify truth to? What should I talk about? I thought about the apartment where I lived. That's a residential area that is full of people, with many high buildings that are full of people. If I could post a flier about the truth of Dafa on the bulletin boards, then many people would see it. That same day after I left work, I brought with me the truth-clarification fliers that I copied at work, and I posted them on more than 20 bulletin boards. That night I walked a lot and climbed a lot of staircases, but my happiness could only be felt by Falun Gong practitioners. Because from that day on, I became a true Dafa disciple.

After I got married my stomach ulcer reached its final stage. Working overtime and under pressure was commonplace for an architect. I was busy with a lot of projects, and I stated to have black blood clots in the stool. Two weeks after I posted the Falun Gong truth-clarification materials on the bulletin boards, I frequently had hematochezia (the passage of fresh blood from the rectum). It occurred more than 7 times every day. Each time six or seven cylinders of blood came out, and each time there was great pain all over my body. It seemed that every cell in every corner of my body was affected. I thought that my time had come, and what will be will be. My life had just started, yet would it fall to the bottom? But this was just beginning of my cultivation.

On the 3^rd day of having the hematochezia, I almost died. It was really a life and death test for me. I collapsed that day; I had to rely on the iron railing in the restroom to sustain my body. In the mirror, I saw that I looked so fragile. Losing a lot of blood caused my whole face to turn white. I could only sit on the toilet and cry. I was so helpless and felt so sorry to my family, especially to my newly married wife. That heartbreaking sorrow gradually turned to silence in the small room. Maybe at that time I happened to be in a state of emptiness. I suddenly heard a familiar voice, very serious, as if asking me: "Are you cultivating Dafa?" Suddenly pages of Zhuan Falun showed up in front of me, one page after another, with every letter in golden color; every letter slid in front of my eyes. At the same time all scenes, from the first day of my practicing Falun Gong until the current time, vividly showed up in front of me like a movie: "Genuinely Guiding People Toward Higher Levels," "Qigong is Cultivation Practice," "The Issue of Pursuit," "Loss and Gain," "Transformation of Karma," etc. At that moment I understood, I immediately spoke to Master, "Shifu, this disciple had heavy karma; I hope to shoulder all my previous karma and sins before I die. I know Shifu is bearing for me. I know Shifu did too much for me; let me repay them myself." The hematochezia suddenly stopped. The strong pain over my whole body stopped. I became anxious. I spoke to Master, "Shifu, at least let me suffer a little bit; it is not right for me to not suffer even a bit." Right after that hematochezia came back, but this time without pain. From that day on the hematochezia became less and less, the blood turned from black to red, and eventually stopped completely. During the whole process, Master used only 7 days to return me to having a healthy body. Not only did my stomach ulcer disappear, my congenital rheumatism was gone, the injury to my feet when I played football in high school disappeared, and the injuries that I had while practicing another qigong were all cured. It was a great feeling to have no illness! Now when I look back, it was truly a life and death test for me, and the test was the choice between whether I chose to be a true cultivator or an ordinary person.

Soon after that I finally found some practitioners in front of the Chinese Embassy, and I started my cultivation in the Fa-rectification period.

With the help of two practitioners (after I located some other practitioners), my wife and I joined the team to distribute the Epoch Times. At the same time we started to do the exercises with other practitioners in the park and validate Dafa. There was one experience at the park. One day a person came over while we were doing the sitting meditation, and asked, "What are you doing here?" (He is a Philippine-American, born in the United States.) I quickly introduced Falun Dafa to him, and he quickly learned the exercises. Two weeks later he called me, "Henry, I really could not hold it in any more! I must tell you today! I saw so many puzzling things. I saw that, while we do exercises, there was a huge Buddha in the middle of our site! At that same time a lot people surrounded us, over 2,000, and they were all on their knees!" So we chatted for a while, and I came to know that he could see other dimensions ever since he was very young. But he was afraid others would think he was mentally ill, so he never talked about what he saw. Since he had already seen so many things, I brought him an English version of Zhuan Falun, hoping he would obtain the "Fa" as soon as possible. When he turned to the page with Master's photo, he said loudly, "That's him! He is that Buddha!"

To be able to obtain Dafa is the happiest thing!

Thank you, Master.

Posting date: 4/2/2008
Original article date: 4/2/2008
Category: Practitioners' Insights
Chinese version available at http://minghui.org/mh/articles/2008/3/16/174398.html

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