(Minghui.org) I injured my leg at work when I was 36 years old. Walking became difficult. I saw a number of doctors and tried a variety of treatments but nothing worked. Then, I was diagnosed with bone cancer.
A doctor told me, “Not only in China, but there was is no cure for this anywhere in the world.” It was such a blow. My only memory of the following days, months, and years were the tremendous amount of pain and suffering. However, things turned around in 1996.
My daughter excitedly told me that when her friend, also a former student of mine, saw my daughter crying and learned about my illness, said that she had a cure. A few days later, she brought me a copy of the book Zhuan Falun. Nearly blind at that point due to the severe pain in my eyes, I didn’t think I could read. I also didn’t understand how reading a book had anything to do with curing a terminal illness. I was not convinced, and didn’t read the book.
This former student of mine visited me, and showed me the exercise movements. Immediately, I felt something rotating in my lower abdominal area. It was very real and I could even hear the whooshing sound as it rotated.
She brought a few friends the next time and together they talked me into going to a Fa study group. To my surprise, I sat up all by myself a few days after I started going to Fa study. Then, I got out of bed and started walking again. My heart rate was back to normal and I regained my speech. I was full of appreciation for Dafa and Master Li (the founder of Falun Dafa) for giving me a second life.
Realizing how precious Zhuan Falun is, I decided to hand copy it 10 times. However, before I could finish, the persecution started. The local police ransacked a lot of practitioners’ homes and confiscated their Dafa books. I decided to memorize Zhuan Falun. I thought, “If I can recite the entire book, nobody can take it away from me.”
Master said,
“Qigong is not this little smattering of things at the level of everyday people. It is supernormal and has different manifestations at different levels. It is something that goes far beyond everyday people.” (Lecture Nine, Zhuan Falun)
Through studying, copying, and reciting the Fa, I saw rapid changes both in my health and my moral character. I saw the selfishness and narrow-mindedness in my wanting to cure my illness when I first took up the practice. I used to care very much about my title, rank, housing assignment, and felt anxious about losing benefits. After becoming a Dafa practitioner, I gave up, not once or twice, but three times, various benefits and apartment assignment opportunities without complaint or resentment.
I used to always double check the weight of produce I bought from small vendors and if I found that I was given even one or two ounces less, I argued with them. Now I just hand the vendors a handful of money and let them take whatever is right. If they give me a small change back, I tell them to keep it, “I have change. I don’t want to shortchange you even a cent. It’s hard to make a profit.”
When I broke my leg, a lot of my students and co-workers wanted to visit. Knowing that it’s difficult for them to take the time off, I told them no. Some wanted to give me gifts or money. I thanked them sincerely but did not accept the gifts. I told them that receiving less things would actually help me recover faster, with less pain. During Chinese New Year, the school administration decided to give me a 500-yuan bonus which I kindly turned down. “I’m much better now. Please give this bonus to those who need the money the most,” I explained.
Even I can’t believe how lightly I take fame and self-interest now. I have let go a lot of my competitiveness and pursuit, and I am no longer easily upset or resentful toward others. Dafa cultivation truly changes people from the core.
The Chinese Communist Party (CCP) launched the persecution against Falun Dafa on July 20, 1999. I was immediately targeted by the local authorities and put through brainwashing and interrogation. My ID card was confiscated. The police called often, sometimes in the middle of the night, to harass me.
My home was ransacked later and I was monitored, threatened, arrested, detained, and fined. However, with Master’s protection, all of it is behind me now and I am sure Master has resolved even more obstacles and tribulations for me.
One of my relative’s sons is the director at the city Ministry of Justice. He knew that I practiced Falun Dafa and showed up at my home one day to make trouble. He was unreasonable and rude.
However, when he was diagnosed with a serious illness, he asked me to help him find a doctor. I asked him, “Did you persecute Falun Dafa practitioners? Otherwise how did you get so sick?” He admitted it and told me the “higher-ups” at work made him submit progress reports on “transforming” Dafa practitioners. He was anxious and asked me what to do.
I told him that good is rewarded with good and evil is met with retribution, and gave him an example of how a supervisor at my work protected Dafa practitioners and received blessings. I suggested that he figure out a way to release the practitioners on bail and never do such a thing again.
I told him, “If you make it to the evildoer list on the Minghui website, it will be all over.” His wife understood and convinced him to release the practitioners. Since then, I haven’t heard anything about him harming Dafa practitioners. The couple now knows the truth about Dafa and have quit the CCP and its affiliated youth organizations.
Three police officers once came knocking on my door, barged in as soon as the door was opened and shouted, “Give us the materials!” I was taking a shower at the time but quietly came out of the bathroom and went into my bedroom. I closed the door, put away the Dafa book I was copying, and took my time to get dressed.
When I went back out to the living room, I asked them, “What do you want? I have told you many times that I practice Falun Dafa, and I believe in Falun Dafa. But, I have not broken any law. You can’t harass me endlessly like this.” The female officer’s attitude changed, and she started making small talk with me with a big smile on her face.
After they left, I noticed that the truth-clarification DVDs and booklets were sitting right on top of the television set, but none of the officers saw them. I realized that Master protected me again. Maybe because I didn’t have any fear facing the police, Master resolved the tribulation for me.
Since the persecution started, my son-in-law’s parents have tried to separate themselves from me. They stopped visiting and would not let my grandson see me, fearing that it would implicate them. They even threatened to separate my daughter from their son and didn’t let my daughter visit me.
Worried and upset, my daughter suffered from insomnia and fell into a depression. The in-laws cursed both me and my daughter. I felt sad that they were deceived by the CCP’s lies and held so much fear of the evil Party. However, I didn’t resent them because I held the principles of Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance in my mind. I couldn’t treat them as my enemies—they are sentient beings that I needed to save.
When they got sick, I visited as usual and helped out as much as possible. I never argued or fought with them because of how badly they treated my daughter. It was a painful process to let go of my attachment and sentimentality toward my daughter, but I did it. Master said, “When it’s difficult to endure, you can endure it.” (Lecture Nine, Zhuan Falun)
Whenever I visited, I sent righteous thoughts quietly to eliminate all evil beings and elements that prevented them from accepting the truth about Dafa. I sent righteous thoughts for more than hour while talking with the father. When I walked out of the room, the mother was no longer hostile toward me. She smiled warmly and said, “I don’t hold any prejudice toward you. Come visit us anytime you want.” The power of compassion can indeed change a person’s heart.
My in-laws paid me a visit later and asked me to help them quit the CCP. They then followed up, and asked several times to make sure I had done it. My son-in-law’s stubborn father also agreed to throw away a picture of the former head of the CCP. Everybody in the family has quit the CCP and now wears a Dafa amulet. They also tell their family and friends about Dafa. One of their relatives who is a government official once ran into me on the street and shouted, “Falun Dafa is good!”
I have not taken any medication for the last more than 20 years and have not spent a penny on medical expenses. I don’t even get common colds, which in itself is a miracle. The fact that I changed from a selfish, narrow-minded, and competitive person to an honest, kind, and considerate cultivator is an even bigger miracle. Falun Dafa showed me the true meaning of life. I now know that Gods, Buddhas, and Taos truly exist and that there is a way for humans to return to heaven.
One evening in September 2009, I went with a family guest to a casual gathering by the river and fell down. My right sitting bone (ischial tuberosity) was fractured and the pain was excruciating. My daughter and my son came and took me home. I did the exercises as soon as I got home.
I was in so much pain that it was difficult to even lie down. I got up and did the exercises again. I had to hold on to the back of the chairs in the hallway and inched over to the bathroom. When I lay down or got up from the bed, I needed to prop myself up with a pillow and move very slowly. Those simple things that usually take less than a minute now took 40 minutes. I, however, had one thought, “I am a cultivator. I will be able to move.” The next day, I went about my routine as usual.
I had made plans to attend a class reunion two days after the incident. Since I'd fallen many times before, but it was never serious and neither did I have any problems moving around, my family didn’t stop me. They had no idea how badly I was injured this time. After everybody left, I gritted my teeth and grabbed my purse, with the help of my trusted chairs, I got to the door.
I was determined to go. “I have to make it out of this door today. I’ve told people about how powerful and miraculous Dafa is. I can’t tell them that I got injured and can’t come.” I pushed away the chair, flung the purse over my shoulder and opened the door, “I have to get out today.”
I took a taxi to the venue and my friends were all waiting. I held on to the chairs and slowly walked over and sat down. We chatted the entire time and I barely felt the pain. I used this incident to clarify the truth again. After dinner, I walked with my friends to the intersection. Though it hurt really badly with each step I took, I was keeping up and I didn’t groan nor make a sound.
However, I got injured again within less than a month. I'd done some cleaning and tidying up at home that day and was replacing the bamboo woven sheet with a cotton sheet on the bed. The floor was still wet as I had just mopped it. I slipped, lost my balance, and fell down. My tailbone was broken and I couldn’t get up.
I had to call my son who came over and helped me get off the floor. Again, I did the exercises first thing. The pain was intense. Each time I Iay down or got out of bed, it took me more than 30 minutes. However, by now I was experienced in dealing with it, and told myself, “Last time it took me a day to get out of the house, this time I will get out tomorrow.”
My sister got sick that night and was taken to the city hospital by ambulance. The next morning, I visited her at the hospital and stopped by to see a few friends. They couldn’t tell at all how badly I was injured and that I was in a great deal of pain We had a great time chatting and joking around as if nothing happened. When I got home that night, it hurt so bad and took me forever to do every little thing. But I thought, “As long as I can stand up, I will go out.”
I went to a different city with local practitioners to send righteous thoughts for a practitioner during a trial. We got on the first bus before dawn and traveled on bumpy country roads. I felt as if a pair of big hands was protecting the injured spot. Although the bus went up and down, I didn’t feel much pain and was able to endure.
This tribulation soon passed as well. Without any treatment, I was able to go out the next day after breaking my tailbone. It is unimaginable for an ordinary person. When my younger sister broke her tailbone, she was bedridden for almost a year and it still hurts. Only Dafa has such healing power.
Since my entire family believes in Dafa and is supportive of my cultivation, my children and grandchildren all have received blessings.
When my grandson was still in elementary school, he once was hit by a Volkswagen on his way home from school. His teacher and classmates stopped the car and the young female driver was scared to death.
My grandson’s aunt who just happened to pass by helped him up and took him by the hand to ask the driver for compensation. My grandson pulled his hand out of his aunt’s hand, said “I am fine,” and ran all the way home. He told me, “Grandma, I was hit by a car. I told my aunt that I was fine and recited ‘Falun Dafa is good. Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good.’ I only recited it one time and I felt completely fine.”
He felt a little scared afterward thinking about what could have happened, “Grandma, getting hit by a car could really kill people.” I told him, “Master protected you. Go thank Master.” He got up and walked over to Master’s picture and pressed his palms together respectfully, “Thanks Master for protecting me.”
When my granddaughter was 12, she had a high fever that lasted for several days. My son-in-law’s parents didn’t let anyone tell me. It wasn’t until the doctor said she suffered from myocarditis—inflammation of the middle layer of the heart wall—and that her life was at risk, that my daughter called me behind her in-laws’ back. She cried on the phone, worried sick.
I told her, “There is no such thing. Don’t worry.” I visited my granddaughter and found her very weak. I said to her, “Sweetie, you know that Grandma will never lie to you. Repeat after Grandma, ‘Falun Dafa is good. Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good,” You’ll recover soon.” She nodded and said, “Okay, Grandma. I will.”
She sat up in less than a minute and said, “Mom, I’m hungry. I want to eat.” My daughter was so happy that she cried. She immediately went downstairs and bought some food from a street vendor. I gave my granddaughter an amulet and told my daughter, “She’ll be fine.” My daughter nodded and took her daughter home that very day. My granddaughter recovered just like that.
Almost everyone in my family has experienced a huge tribulation, but with Master’s protection, they came out of the dangerous situation unhurt and things all worked out. My children all hold important positions at their work. They apply the principles of Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance in their professional life and personal life, and are hard-working and honest.
Both my grandsons scored high in their college entrance examinations and went on to study at prestigious universities, which led to great jobs after graduating. I recently asked if they still believe in Dafa and they told me, “How could we not believe in Dafa? We’ve seen and experienced incredible things firsthand.”
When I first clarified the truth to a good friend of mine, his entire family laughed at me. When I gave them a copy of the Nine Commentaries on the Communist Party and asked them to quit the CCP, they were scared, “This is a crime that could get you executed.” I didn’t give up, however, and tried clarifying the truth to this family for the next 20 years. When my friend was hospitalized, I visited him and again talked to him about Dafa. He and his family eventually quit the Party.
When I first clarified the truth to my teacher’s wife, she was shocked and afraid. She used to be a member of the underground CCP, having been a long time member and is now a retired Party official. She took pride in the fact that she had never let the Party down.
I told her, “You’ve been deceived. The CCP has caused all your sufferings.” She was surprised, “How so?” I said, “Think about it. If your husband and your son were still alive, would you suffer so much?” She was silent. Her husband died due to the CCP’s persecution during the Great Cultural Revolution. He was only in his 40’s at the time.
Her son was diagnosed with liver cancer but completely recovered after practicing Falun Dafa. However, when the persecution started, the family was so afraid that they made him stop practicing Dafa and forced him to take medication and receive treatments. Her son died shortly afterward and he, too, was only in his 40’s. The daughter-in-law remarried and my teacher’s wife hardly sees her grandchild anymore. The family is broken.
I asked her, “Who launched these movements? Did you? Or did I?” She finally understood, quit the CCP and now recites “Falun Dafa is good. Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good.” She used to be very sickly and was often bedridden but soon got out of bed and started walking again. She takes daily walks in the nearby parks. When she visits her relatives, she tells them about Dafa and helps them quit the CCP.
Her relatives were surprised to see this long-time Party member have such a change of heart. “Even you believe in Dafa now. We believe it too,” one said. She asked me to bring her amulets many times and gave them out to save people. To everybody she runs into, she says, “Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance. What is not good about these principles? Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is right. I now live by these principles.”
I have a friend who is a Party secretary. When I clarified the truth to him, he readily agreed to quit the CCP and asked me to help his entire family quit the Party. I told him he could use a nickname, he said, “Just use my real name. Don’t bother with a nickname. I’m afraid I won’t remember it later if I used a fake name.” I told him to sincerely recite “Falun Dafa is good. Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good.” He said, “I recite these phrases every day.” He then added, “The CCP said that Falun Gong is a cult; the CCP itself is a cult.”
I know that every word and every action of mine will affect how people view Falun Dafa so I strictly apply the principles of Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance in my daily life. People around me all say, “Who says that Falun Gong is not good? Look how nice Ms. So-and-so is. She’s not like what the TV programs say at all.” The CCP’s lies are exposed without me even trying.
When I ran into an old friend I went to school with decades ago, I clarified the truth to him and asked him to quit the CCP. He told me he never joined any of the Party organizations, which was very unusual for people of my generation. But I didn’t question him further and gave him a copy of the Nine Commentaries on the Communist Party before we parted.
He took the booklet, but was afraid of his wife finding out, so for a few days in a row, he waited until his wife went to sleep to read it. His wife grew suspicious. She pretended to go to sleep one night, then quietly got behind him and took the booklet from him. After reading the booklet herself, however, she saw the true nature of Communism and believed that the CCP was evil. She told my friend she wanted to meet me.
When I saw this friend at a gathering some time later, he asked me, “My wife wants to meet you. Is that okay?” I said, “Of course. Ask her to join us.” His wife came quickly and was in disbelief when she saw me, “Oh, I think I know you. You look very familiar.”
I had not seen my friend for decades until running into him recently and was positive that I had never met his wife. How could she possibly know me? We must have been predestined to meet. I clarified the truth to her and she agreed to quit the CCP without hesitation.
During our conversation, she told me about her health problems, and said she had to go through surgery for lumbar disc herniation and bone hyperplasia, or she’d become paralyzed. I told her to sincerely recite “Falun Dafa is good. Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good,” and miracles would happen.
My friend’s wife was admitted to the hospital as scheduled for the surgery. At the pre-surgery check up, the doctor found that her blood sugar and blood pressure were too high. Especially her blood sugar—it just could not be lowered by any medication. The doctor asked her if she was getting injections of insulin, she said no. The doctor said, “Well, then it’s simple. A shot of insulin will surely solve the problem.” Three injections of insulin later, however, her blood sugar went up instead of down. Not wanting to take any risk with the surgery, the doctor discharged my friend’s wife.
She told me later, “I was left with no other choice. I started reciting ‘Falun Dafa is good. Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good,’ like you told me. It worked like a charm. My blood sugar went down instantly.”
Just like that, she found her way to obtain the Fa and became a practitioner of Falun Dafa by Master’s wonderful arrangements. Now she tells people her story and clarifies the truth to friends and family, as well as people around her.
When I visited her one time, I told her I had some Dafa posters that I needed to finish posting and asked her if she would like to take some and post them in her neighborhood. She eagerly said yes, “I’ll take care of it tonight.”
It’s been a decade now, instead of becoming paralyzed, my friend’s wife is healthy and energetic. Besides being a diligent cultivator, she is also the family matriarch and takes care of everybody in her big family.
A friend’s son was diagnosed with leukemia, which came as a shock to everyone in the family. This young man’s kind supervisor made a special arrangement for him to see a medical expert from Taiwan, who confirmed that there was no cure for his condition.
When my friend’s wife told me about it, I told her that Dafa could save her son and she believed me. “Tell your son to recite ‘Falun Dafa is good. Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good.’” I also told her to show her son the exercise movements. “He will be fine,” I assured her. Just a couple days later, my friend called me. “It is incredible,” she said. “My son recited ‘Falun Dafa is good. Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good’ and he is completely fine now. His bloodwork returned to normal. Even the expert from Taiwan thought it was a miracle.”
At a school reunion, I noticed that a friend looked pale and sickly. During the event, his wife helped him take medications quite a few times. I asked him what the matter was and he said, “I have all kinds of diseases.” I suggested, “Why don’t you practice Falun Dafa. It cured my cancer without medication and no medical expenses.”
He told me that he used to practice Falun Dafa. But when the persecution started, his home was ransacked and he was too scared to continue. I encouraged him to pick it back up again and not let anything stop him this time, “Staying alive is more important. Don’t you agree?” He resumed Dafa cultivation and quickly recovered from all his illnesses. His complexion is now healthy and his body light.
The next time I saw this friend, he told me a story. His in-law had late-stage liver cancer and was told that he didn’t have long to live. One day my friend received a phone call notifying him that his in-law would likely not last the day, so he hurried to his house. Many relatives had gathered to say good-bye and were getting ready for the death rituals.
When my friend got there, the in-law was very close to death, and seemed to be in a lot of pain. My friend gently held his in-law and told him, “Take it easy. I’ll teach you a couple phrases. Just repeat after me in your heart.” As he recited, “Falun Dafa is good. Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good,” his in-law visibly calmed down.
After a while, his in-law said, “I feel like eating something.” He had not had anything to eat or drink for several days by now. His wife quickly brought him a little bit of food in a small bowl. My friend watched his in-law finishing it. Then his in-law said he wanted to take a nap so my friend helped him lie back down before he came to meet with me.
That night, my friend called, very excited. “Dafa is so powerful! Dafa has shown us so many incredible things,” he said. I asked him what happened. He told me when he went home that evening, his in-law walked over to his house to thank him. “It's truly a miracle,” he told me. “Everybody there witnessed it.” My friend told his in-law, “If you have to thank someone, please thank Master Li Hongzhi.”