Dear Manager:
Greetings!
I read some good articles on the Internet today. When I was putting them together, I somehow thought about you. I thought you might like to take a look at them if it is not too presumptuous of me. They have a lot to do with me and what I am about. I hold dearly what people think about me.
My mom told me once on the phone that, although she did not believe in Falun Gong, she thought that Falun Gong practitioners were all good, and what the Chinese government did was wrong and they had gone overboard. She said that she felt sympathetic to Falun Gong. This moved me to tears. At that moment, I held the receiver speechless. In the past she could not understand me at all and often admonished me with harsh words. Last July when I was detained in a police station, she castigated me over the phone. She had not come to see me once as if she had disowned me. However, we are now good friends though she is not a practitioner. Wherever I go, she would be genuinely concerned about me, and she would quietly try to help me. I am so happy now and deeply thankful to her.
I cannot hold back my tears reading articles in the Internet about the brutal persecution that Dafa disciples are encountering, and the noble characters they all possess. I cannot help crying when I read about the kinds of torture they were subjected to, and Jiang Zemin's heinous crimes the articles exposed. As the saying goes: drops of water can wash away a rock, a bird can fill an entire sea with pebbles; I would be satisfied if, to defend the innocence of Dafa, I receive one-percent return for my contribution of drops and pebbles. For Dafa, I will never regret even if I have to give up my life.
The police came to our home several days ago to ask my husband for my photos. My husband did not give to them. He told them that he did not know my whereabouts nor did he care to find out; since he did not want to tell them if he knew, and since he did not want to lie, he might as well not find out at all. It's kind of funny in a way; not lying and not giving police the photos can be construed as making progress in our relationship. Our Teacher said: "I am the kind of person who will not say what I do not want to say. But whatever I say must be true." Under the circumstances, to cooperate with the police is the same as abetting them. One does not have to say anything if one does not want to, which is also one's basic human right. I am not a criminal nor am I the one who has violated the law.
Now when I call my husband he is quite nice to me, and willing to listen to my suggestions. Whereas before, because I insisted on practicing Falun Gong, he hitherto had never hit me, would beat me up for no reason. On the second day of my detention at the police station, with blood oozing from my head and aches all over my body, he grudgingly sent me to a mental hospital over my objections. My hurts were beyond words. Whenever I recall that period in our lives, my tears will flow uncontrollably. But during that period, my heart was in so much pain I was unable to shed even a drop of tears. So I know that real pain is tearless. Compared with other Dafa disciples, what I can and have forborne is far too insignificant. I don't know how to help other practitioners bearing tribulations. I think if by having rock-solid faith in Dafa, and telling the truth, with what I personally know are incontrovertible facts, to more kindhearted people in the world, to arouse their sense of justice and conscience, to safeguard and validate Dafa; I may help practitioners who are still bearing tribulations and mourn the 100 plus Dafa disciples who were tortured to death. This is not participating in politics in my opinion. Those who trample on the constitution, violate basic human rights, and turn wrong into right; they are the ones who are playing dirty politics. A cultivator is not interested in politics.
If I did not practice Falun Gong, I would not be as tolerant. I would have taken everything to heart and chosen divorce instead, or I might retaliate after each infraction. However I have not uttered a single word of reprehension. I am a cultivator and I do not dislike him. Thus our relationship as husband and wife is unperturbed from my perspective. This is what I can do for him. In fact everyday people are quite pitiable, as they do not know the purpose of life. One's lifetime is as short as a blink of the eye. Only cultivators know the real purpose and meaning of life.
Falun Gong helps me find myself and save my family. Now the situations in my family and the attitude of family members are changing for the better. Their understanding of Falun Gong is also deepening. Even my most "stubborn" father, who has put numerous labels on me, becomes much kinder to me. At the same time, my relatives begin to acquire and cultivate Falun Gong. All these are the power of the orthodox Fa. I believe that the tribulation will eventually pass and the moment that Fa rectifies the human world will not be far away. It is the law of the universe that good and bad have their respective rewards. The heavenly principles do not allow conniving evils. I hope to have a harmonious family, but I can give up everything for the sake of truth and other people's genuine happiness.
My dear manager, please weigh your response if somebody should ask you about me. As for me, I would like to stay on in the company if I could. However, you are of course at liberty to dismiss me any time to suit, I would not hold any grudges. As I see it, you have an open mind, which I deem important and admire.
When I started I did not have in mind to write this long a letter. I am afraid it is getting longer as I write. I had better stop. It may take you some time to read.
Regards,
January 7, 2001
