How I Survived Falling from the Third Floor

(Minghui.org) I am 67 years old and started practicing Falun Dafa in 2008. Within three months, my ailments like a herniated disc, hepatitis B, and other stubborn illnesses disappeared. Master Li Hongzhi (Falun Dafa's founder) gave me a healthy body. I have been cultivating in Dafa for more than 10 years, and Dafa's miraculous power has been displayed to my family many times.

Finding Myself on the Brink of Death

In September 2019, I climbed out on the balcony to clean the windows as I had done many times before. But this time, I slipped and fell from the third floor to the ground and lost consciousness.

I didn’t know how long I was out until someone found me and called for an ambulance. I was taken to a hospital and was in a coma for a few days. After I came around, I was unable to move or speak.

It took a while to figure out where I was. Only when I saw the milky white liquid hanging overhead did I realize that I was in the hospital. When my son came to visit, I still couldn't speak, so I traced a few words on his hand with my finger: I must be discharged from the hospital!

The hospital diagnosis showed that I fell into a coma after my fall. My face was severely deformed. I had eight comminuted fractures from head to toe and an open head injury that bled for an hour. Fluid also accumulated in my brain and leaked from my ears.

The doctor said that I wasn't out of danger yet, and if I chose to leave the hospital it would be at my own risk. In order to avoid taking responsibility, the staff insisted that I sign paperwork before being discharged. I returned home after being in a coma for 11 days.

With a clear mind, I listened to Master's Fa teachings almost continuously. The practitioners who came to my home recited “On Dafa” and Hong Yin (Volume V). I tried to follow along, but my speech was slurred. The practitioners saw that I had no problem with my brain and still had a good memory. So they encouraged me by saying that I would get better soon.

I only had two teeth left on my upper mouth, but they were loose. I had a few stitches on my mouth and could only eat liquid food. My hearing was so bad that I couldn't hear people if they weren't close to me. 

My husband had passed away, and my son and daughter-in-law worked in another city, so they couldn't stay for long. The practitioners around me worried that if I hired a caregiver, I would lose my cultivation environment. I thought it would be great if there were some practitioners who could take care of me.

A Practitioner's Kind Generosity

An elderly practitioner in the city heard my news and hurried over, saying that she had a retirement pension and did not need to get paid for taking care of me. In this age of profiteering, where could one find good people like Dafa practitioners? The practitioner didn't want any money, but my daughter-in-law was worried that she would leave at any time. To reassure her, the practitioner accepted 1,000 yuan.

Seeing that the practitioners were very kind and considered others first, my daughter-in-law was very grateful and witnessed the wonderfulness of Dafa with her own eyes.

A few days later, I asked the fellow practitioner to remove the splint and gauze that the doctor had put on my wound. The practitioner read the Fa to me every day. The other practitioners who lived nearby helped me buy groceries, made sure my living environment was okay and shared their understandings of the Fa.

I repeatedly listened to Master’s lectures. When I was able to sit up, the practitioner put a copy Zhuan Falun on a small table next to the bed, so I could sit up and study the Fa with her.

Master said:

“Therefore, once people want to practice cultivation, the great enlightened people will value this heart very much and will extend help unconditionally. It is just like the practitioners sitting here today. If you want to practice cultivation, I can help you unconditionally.” (Lecture Three in Zhuan Falun)

When I read this passage, I burst into tears, as I felt Master was always by my side.

Master rescued me from the brink of death. I immersed myself in the Fa every day and listened to experience sharing podcasts on Minghui all night. With Master and encouragement from my fellow practitioners, I became full of confidence.

The Miracle of Believing in Dafa

I had two broken arms and was experiencing extremely itchy skin over my whole body. I asked the practitioner to scratch the itchy places for me. One day, I couldn't bear the itchiness, so I scratched myself with my right hand. I then realized that I could move my right arm. I then tried to move it more and noticed that I could turn the pages of Zhuan Falun and eat food without much difficulty.

My daughter-in-law came to see me and wanted to take me to her area so that she could care for me better. She said that there was a nursing home run by her relative that was equipped with an elevator. She could place me there and buy me a wheelchair.

I knew she wanted the best for me, but my mind was unmoved. I said in my heart: “I don't want anything. My body is intact and there is nothing missing.” I also said to the old forces in other dimensions that persecuted me: “I have Master, and no other being is allowed to control me. This is the environment that Master arranged for me to validate the Fa and save sentient beings. I am not going anywhere!”

At the critical moment, the elderly practitioner said that she would stay with me. She gave me much confidence and support.

In less than two months, I began to do the sitting meditation on the bed. I slowly pulled my drooping left leg to cross my legs and gradually increased the exercise time. Sometimes I didn't want to put down my legs all morning.

For such a serious trauma, no medicine was used, and no infection occurred. My hearing and vision were gradually restored, and a bloody scab came out of my ear.

My Firm Will to Cultivate

During the Chinese New Year, I tried to get out of bed. I thought I could do the exercises normally if I could stand. Just as I was thinking about this, a scene appeared in my mind: I saw a person lying on the ground, wearing my yellow cotton coat. I knew that it was the old forces who showed me this illusion. If I did the exercises, the old forces would let me lie on the ground. I saw through their trick and completely denied their arrangements. With Master and the Fa, no one could manipulate me - nothing could move me!

From that day on, I insisted on doing the standing exercises every day. The bones in my left leg were misplaced and couldn't bear any weight, so I had to lean against the edge of the bed. My legs were also not the same length, so I wore a thicker-bottomed slipper on the shorter leg to balance them.

During the whole period of my tribulation, there were tests related to whether I would treat it with righteous thoughts or with human notions. I believed that Master's arrangement for me was the best. No matter what the old forces did, it was all an illusion.

The broken bone in my left wrist did not stay in place, and the pain was unbearable when I moved that hand. When I did the standing exercises, it felt like a knife was piercing my flesh. A piece of bone a centimeter long came out of the flesh. Some suggested that I go to the hospital to see if I needed to have it removed, however, I was unmoved.

A practitioner reminded me of what Master said: “...by preserving the good part and removing the bad part...” (Lecture One in Zhuan Falun) Dafa is omnipotent and can restore anything back to normal!

I moved my hand and heard a snap. I thought that the exposed bone may have become disconnected from the bone in my hand. After a few more days, I pulled the bone gently, and the nail-sized piece miraculously came out of the flesh. Thank you Master; My gratitude to Him is beyond words!

The Urgency We Now Face

Facing the pandemic, people could lose their lives at any time. I thought that I could take care of myself and should not impact the practitioner who was looking after me. She was needed to clarify the truth and help Master to save people. I let her go home, and four other practitioners willingly took care of me in turn.

After the practitioner left, I went downstairs by myself. People saw me revived from the dead, and witnessed the miracle of Dafa! The daughter of the upstairs neighbor, hugged me and asked excitedly: “Are you recovered?” I said yes, “Dafa is extraordinary!”

A man recently listened as I clarified the truth to him. I told him about my experience of surviving a fall from such a great height. He gave me the thumbs-up and said that it was incredible. He told me several times that I was protected by God. He asked me for a Dafa amulet and wanted me to submit the three withdrawals (from the Chinese Communist Party's affiliated organizations) for him and his daughter.

Conclusion

Thinking back about this life-threatening tribulation, it was an intense battle between good and evil in another dimension. The arrangements of the old forces were denied by the overall cooperation of our practitioners.

Why did the old forces persecute me so cruelly and want to kill me? I thought about my cultivation state at that time: my son had just bought a new house. He had a mortgage, and I had the sentimentality that I couldn’t let go of wanting to help him. I either couldn’t find my retirement salary card or my ID card was missing, which kept disturbing my heart. I then slacked off in doing the three things and started to complain about other practitioners. I found my attachments to self, saving face, and jealousy. Cultivation is serious, and the lesson was profound!

I will cherish the extended time that Master has given me, cooperate well with other practitioners, and pledge to renew my path of helping Master to rectify the Fa.

Thank you Master for your life-saving grace! Thank fellow practitioners for your help along the way.