(Minghui.org) I was arrested in late 2004 for the third time by personnel from the 610 Office while I was distributing truth-clarification materials. Facing the police officers, I did not cooperate and only clarified the truth about Falun Dafa to them. On the way to the detention center, I remembered what Master said, and I thought: I am here to validate Dafa. The guards at the detention center angrily pounded the table and yelled, "No one dares not to report their name here!" I replied undauntedly, "My name is Dafa Practitioner. I am one the best lives in world!" The guard's arrogance disappeared immediately.
The female guard in charge of the ward I stayed in was the most vicious among those in the women's prison. She often slapped and kicked the prisoners and shaved their hair. At that time, I recited the sentences from Dafa,
"Indestructible righteous faith in the cosmos’s Truth forms benevolent Dafa disciples’ rock-solid, Diamond-Like Bodies, it frightens all evil, and the light of Truth it emanates makes the unrighteous elements in all beings’ thoughts disintegrate. However strong the righteous thoughts are, that’s how great the power is. Dafa disciples are truly stepping forward out of ordinary humanness.” (“Also in a Few Words” from Essentials for Further Advancement II)
I believed that with Master and Dafa, I could save this life.At first, the guard was very vicious. She started by ordering me to recite my name and the prison regulations. She then said, "I don't believe that I cannot subdue you." I didn't follow her commands and instead told her about the goodness of Dafa. I told her how practicing Dafa can improve people's morality and health of mind and body. I reminded her that because a Dafa practitioner was killed in this prison, the people in charge were punished for their deeds. I hoped that she would choose justice and kindness and avoid doing evil while on the job in order to secure a bright future for herself.
I often recited Hong Yin and Master's other articles to the prisoners, taught them songs by Dafa practitioners, and told them how to follow the principles of Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance. Many of them said to me, “If I met you earlier, I would not have committed the crime. I will learn Dafa after I get out.” I recited the Fa, practiced the exercises, and sent forth righteous thoughts every day. Sometimes the guards scolded me, put me in chains, and tried to intimidate me. My cellmates stared at me and dared not say a word. I felt nervous, but I still sat up straight and kept my meditation posture. I knew that Master was watching me because I am a Dafa practitioner!
Once, on a Labor Day (May 1 in China), some leaders from the city and provincial level inspected the prison. Despite being told that I could not practice the exercises during that time, I thought it was a great opportunity to validate Dafa. Although I was a little nervous, I maintained my meditation posture. The officials saw me and yelled, “How dare you practice Falun Gong in the Chinese Communist Party's (CCP) prison?!” I replied loudly, “No prison can make me give up my belief!”
Because I persisted in practicing the exercises even in handcuffs and shackles, I was subjected to the “needle and thread” torture. [In this torture method, the practitioner is put in heavy shackles which are locked to the ground (making it impossible to move). Then both hands are shackled between the thighs with a "death cuff" (a special handcuff that is extremely tight).] Moved to tears when they saw me, the other prisoners asked for guards to release my shackles. The guard said, “I will release her if she promises to no longer practice Falun Gong.” In the next ten excruciating days, I looked within to find my own shortcomings. I found my combativeness, impetuousness, and my desire to excel over others. After the handcuffs and shackles were released, I could not walk, but I could easily sit in the meditation posture.
I was ordered to write a “thought report” each month, but used the opportunity to write articles to validate Dafa. I thought they would not be approved, but instead, they were posted at the most eye-catching place.
Throughout the prison, fighting, verbal abuse, and homosexual activity gradually disappeared. Some people in the ward said, “I most admire those who practice Falun Gong.” Even the most vicious guard recognized me as the best person in front of everyone and told the prisoners to learn from me. Whenever a newcomer entered the ward, the guard told her, “If you don't want to be negatively influenced [while in prison], you can learn from her (me).”
While escorting me out of the prison, that guard said to me, “No one has a higher realm of thought than you!” During my one year in the detention center, other female guards came to respect me as well. Some even let me out to chat with them, asking me to teach them how to manage their family. I know I have many omissions and still need improvement, but I am continually amazed by the power of Dafa.
