(Clearwisdom.net) My life changed completely after I began Falun Dafa cultivation practice at the age of eighteen. I continually experienced good fortune from the heavens coming to me. The things that happened to me were examples of Teacher’s benevolence and Dafa’s mighty virtue in a special period of “divine occurrences in the human world.” Here, I’d like to share my experiences.
Rapid Academic Improvement
I started studying Falun Dafa in my senior year at high school. The profound theories in Zhuan Falun were very attractive to me. Although I hadn’t yet studied all of Teacher’s books, my body and mind underwent significant changes. I became healthier and healthier, and more relaxed. I also became more energetic as the time approached for my college entrance exam. My classmates were all surprised after seeing my continuously climbing scores in preparation tests.
In the end I was accepted into a good university, when I had previously experienced difficulties getting into a community college. Before going to university, I was fortunate to receive a set of Falun Gong books to bring with me (we were short of Dafa books in our region and had to wait for a long period to get them). At that moment, I felt I could never part from Falun Dafa.
Validating the Fa at University
On July 20, 1999, the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) used the state resources to start its irrational suppression of Falun Gong. Unlike other senior practitioners reporting to school and under great pressure, I was new and had not been reported. Consequently, I was responsible for delivering Teacher’s articles, Minghui Weekly, and truth-clarification materials, and connecting everyone together.
I went to another city for an internship in 2003. I heard that Practitioner A had graduated from our university, and worked in that city. He used to be in our Fa study group, but stopped cultivation after being disconnected from fellow practitioners for a long time. I wanted to help him, but didn’t know where he was. I asked Practitioner B, his classmate, about him. B said that there was no point in finding him because he only cared about enjoying an everyday person's life. I remembered that A was diligent at school. He left our cultivation group because he hadn’t read Teacher’s articles for a long time. I was able to stay with my cultivation because I was fortunate enough to keep in touch with diligent practitioners and read the Clearwisdom website. Teacher said that not a single disciple should be left behind, so I thought I should try my best to help him. A new article by Teacher had recently been published, and I brought it with me and found A at work. Later, A told me he was supposed to stay at home that day, but somehow he wanted to go to work. Concurrently, after I arrived at his company's gate, he came out to go home. How complete Teacher’s careful arrangements were at those “exact moments!” I gave Teacher’s new article to him and talked with him about the cultivation we had done together. I tried to wake up the most essential things deep in his mind. I saw that his mind was moved. I later brought him many truth-clarification materials and experience-sharing articles written by Dafa practitioners. He cried and started cultivation again. He has walked a steady cultivation path ever since.
With the Wish to Save People, the Dream Job Came to Me
After graduation, it was hard for us to find jobs in the medical field. My classmates spent a lot of money on bribery, or got jobs in other industries. I had been working with fellow practitioners in that city for a while and I wanted to find a job so I could stay there. When I talked to the director of human resources at a first-class hospital, she told me to return home and wait for a decision. All the others thought I was joking because only the top municipal officials' relatives or super rich families' children were able to get those jobs. There was no news for a few days. I looked within, and found that my thought of saving people was not pure enough. I said to Teacher in my heart, “Teacher, I really want to save the people here.” After such a pure thought, a miracle happened. The director called me after their working hours--after 6:00 p.m. She told me I could start the following day, and that I was assigned to the department I preferred.
Improving Xinxing While Working at a Truth-Clarification Materials Production Site
Shortly after I started working, I set up a truth-clarification materials production site. One night, I went with two practitioners to distribute the Nine Commentaries on the Communist Party to some villages. We tried not to miss any homes in the dark that night. The road was slippery as it had just rained, and every time our motorcycle was about to fall, it turned in another direction and avoided falling. We later got lost on our way home and circled around and kept going back to the same place. It was about midnight and time to send forth righteous thoughts. We didn’t want to miss it, so the three of us sent forth righteous thoughts and asked Teacher for help. All of a sudden, our motorcycle flew to a broad road and we found the correct way back to our city. We were very moved. Teacher helped us to get there from another dimension and we were able to get home to send forth righteous thoughts on time.
Since I was young and understood English, I started studying up on the technical skills needed to run a production site. I felt many times that whatever I needed to study I would encounter, and whomever I needed to see I would meet. I frequently realized the mysteriousness of Teacher's words,
“Cultivation depends on one’s own efforts while the transformation of gong is done by the master.” (Zhuan Falun)
In the process of maintaining the computer and printer, it seemed that my technical skills improved after my xinxing improved, and suffered when I did less Fa study and exercises.
A fellow practitioner once donated three hundred yuan to the materials production site. I was very strict with money for the site, so I counted it carefully and returned home. At that time, I was in the process of moving to another place. After a long while at home, I remembered that I had the three hundred yuan, but I couldn’t find it in my pockets. It was already 10:30 p.m., so I took a flashlight with me and traced back the way I came from, but I still couldn’t find it. I said, “Please don’t make it disappear, it’s the money a practitioner saved to save people.” Two other practitioners passed by and saw me looking for something on the street. They asked what I was doing. I had a strong attachment and was afraid of letting practitioners know that I had lost the materials production site’s money. I said, "Nothing," and told them to go home. After they left, I started looking within, and found that I had many attachments including the pursuit of personal gain, saving face, and being careless. I thought of using my own three hundred yuan to recover the loss. I thought, “I should cover the loss with my own money, but had I not lost the money, we would have had six hundred yuan and be able to save more people. I am a Dafa disciple and walking on a divine path. I should view things as a god. My fellow practitioner decided to use this money to save people and it can’t be lost. Teacher, please help me get it back!”
The following day after I came to my new apartment, I saw three hundred yuan laying on the cabinet next to the door. I hadn’t gone to the new apartment since receiving the money. Teacher had moved the money for me.
Visiting the Prison With Righteous Thoughts
In 2005, a fellow practitioner was sentenced to four years in the prison of the capital city of our province. I went with three other practitioners to see her husband and discuss her rescue. First, we wanted to visit her in prison, but her husband was against it because of fear. He said, the prison guards were unhappy because she had a strong faith in Dafa, and it was hard for him to get permission to see her. It would be more difficult for us with improper or no documents. He went to the prison office and applied for a visit. Four practitioners walked into the prison in front of the guards and visitors. By the time the husband received a permit and went in, we had been waiting for him for almost an hour. He was shocked and with thumbs up, he said, “I give in, you Falun Gong practitioners are amazing!”
Cooperating with Fellow Practitioners to Come Out of the Police Department with Righteous Thoughts
We heard that a practitioner had been released from prison in a nearby town, and we decided to visit him. After we got off the train and started walking, plainclothes police grabbed us and tried to pull us into their car. They held our wrists tightly and stepped on my foot. Police in uniforms pretended to keep people from watching and to maintain order.
We were put in a car by force and taken to the Criminal Investigation Team of the police department. They recorded the phone numbers stored in my cell phone and said, “Now you will be put in prison.”
The torture fellow practitioners were subjected to in prison, and that I helped to report on the Internet, came to my mind. I felt fearful. The police started laughing at me and calling Teacher’s name. They said, why didn’t he protect you? Suddenly, I knew I didn’t have complete faith in Teacher and Dafa. I kept sending forth righteous thoughts and reciting the Fa. I recited Teacher's words,
“Only when you are about to let go of your reputation, interests, and feelings will you feel pain.” (“True Cultivation,” from Essentials for Further Advancement)
After reciting Teacher's words, I realized that I had attachments to family and fellow practitioners, and that my thoughts were not pure. I was afraid of my family being implicated, but actually I was afraid that their pain would make me suffer. Further, I realized being put in prison was the old forces' arrangements. I realized that we should return home openly. My sending forth righteous thoughts was under the premise of acknowledging the evil persecution. My principle was not completely to save sentient beings, a part was to protect myself.
While I was continuously reciting the Fa, Teacher hinted to me again. I knew I was blocked by the everyday people’s notion of “seeing is believing.” I looked at the police as my persecutor and thought that if they knew something about me they would persecute me. I didn’t look at them as sentient beings to be saved, and I didn’t send righteous thoughts to stop them from doing bad things.
I calmed down and looked for my omissions on this trip. The purpose of the trip was good, but how could there be this persecution? After hearing the chatting among the police, I learned that a person on the train had called the police and reported us after we clarified the truth to her. After we got off the train, the police followed us. I recalled a lady in her fifties not listening to our truth clarification, and saying bad things about us. I did send forth righteous thoughts for a little while and shortly stopped thinking about it. None of us took it seriously and started sharing among ourselves. We talked about another practitioner and shared our negative views on her. We were unrighteous and weren't thinking for the good of sentient beings. We weren’t saving people. I realized I had previously taken the police as bad guys and added emotion in my articles after exposing the acts of persecution conducted by the police. I felt that they hurt us, and had an unconscious hatred (later changed to resentment) towards them. I was not compassionate. I found that I had strong feelings for a male practitioner, but knew there wouldn’t be anything between us and yet I treated him differently from others. I had been like this for a long time. I knew I needed to eliminate all of my attachments.
I continued rectifying my every thought, and suddenly an officer came in and said, “Take your bag, you may go now.”
When we got home, it was about 1:00 a.m. At the police department, our practitioners cooperated well with each other. We were separated and couldn’t see one another, but our minds were connected. We all did the same thing, recited the Fa, sent forth righteous thoughts, and clarified the truth of Falun Dafa to the police.
