Nine Hours of Fa-Rectification in a Police Station March 16, 2002 (Clearwisdom.net) Around the Spring Festival this year, police rampantly
searched and arrested Dafa practitioners everywhere. I thought that at a time
like this we should be more proactive in deterring the evil, so that we could be
more effective in breaking the arrangements of the old forces. So my son and I
went out to put up some Falun Dafa signs at about 3:30 AM, on the second day of
the Spring Festival. We sent forth righteous thoughts as we paint the signs. Everything went along
smoothly. After an hour, it was time to go home as originally planned, but I
wanted to do more, so we went to a residential garden, which was guarded by
security personnel. Having relaxed my vigilance, I entered the garden without
sending forth righteous thoughts. As a consequence the security personnel caught
me, but my son managed to get away unscathed. The police took me to a police station. Upon arrival, the sergeant on duty
stuck his head out of his blanket and blasted me for making trouble on such an
early hour of the morning. I told him, "We Dafa practitioners went out to
do this during the New Year holiday neither for money nor personal interests,
but only for saving people by letting them know the truth about Dafa. We are the
good guys not the trouble makers, yet you police have made it a priority to
apprehend innocent people like us and ignore the criminals." The sergeant
was speechless and sent me off to another room. A policeman came over to take an
interrogation record, but I was determined not to tell him anything nor
cooperate in anyway with the evil force. Meanwhile, I calmed myself down to send
forth righteous thoughts to eliminate the evil within him, denying the evil side
of him the opportunity to rear its ugly head. Seeing that I refused to answer any questions, the policeman told me to stand
up, with the intent to deal me some punishment. I stood up but sat down again
immediately. He asked, "Why are you sitting down again?" I said,
"I am not standing up, because I have to be responsible to you. If you
mistreat me and persecute Dafa practitioners, you will be unable to pay for the
enormous karmic debt incurred. I cannot let you do that." I also told him,
"You policemen must respect Dafa practitioners, because we are among the
most admirable people in the world." "How can you claim to be the
greatest people in the world?" he was puzzled. I explained to him,
"Because all you care about are your personal interests, only Dafa
practitioners would rather lose their jobs and even lives in order to defend the
truth in the universe and save the sentient beings in the world. Is there anyone
else in society that is as selfless? Isn't this admirable and great? If you can
do what we do, I'll say you are great too. But you are willing to be used by
Jiang's regime to apprehend the good people that cultivate
'Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance' instead of real criminals, is this
conscionable?" The policeman was speechless. After a while, he said, "You talk about
'Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance' but have not yet told me your name and
address." I said, "Have not yet and will not are two different things.
Please do not exploit our principles to persecute us. If I told you my personal
information, you would be ransacking my home as before and implicating my family
and work place to cause havoc. That is not what I would like to see." The
policeman recorded everything and asked me to sign on the record. I looked at
the record, it was full of "No answer," "I don't want to tell
you," etc. I just signed "A Dafa practitioner." So over an hour
of interrogation became in effect my questioning of his conscience and his
gradual enlightenment under my lead. Under the control of my righteous thoughts, he couldn't even get angry, so he
reluctantly took me into the small cell. I pushed at the door and clanked the
lock, protesting, "This place is for criminals not for innocent Dafa
practitioners. Let me out! I don't want to stay here!" I was determined to
get out of that place, rejoin the current of Fa-rectification, and continue my
work to tell the truth of Dafa to people and save people. I sent forth righteous
thoughts. But how could I get out? The window could hardly admit a head, and the
lock wouldn't come off when I pulled on it. I had no misgivings about Dafa nor
my own ability, I figured ether that I was not up to the standard or that there
was some unfinished business here. I settled down to meditate for a while and intensified my righteous thought
further, to eliminate all the evil that persecuted Dafa in the police station. I
must not allow the evil to persecute me, and I must leave the place, because
that was the path arranged by Teacher. Then, I looked inward to see if there
were any loopholes and asked myself why I was caught while doing the
Fa-rectification work. Teacher's words came to my mind, "Over the past
year, practitioners' own karma, inadequate understanding of the Fa, inability to
discard attachments amidst tribulations, inability to deal with things using
righteous thoughts amidst painful trials, and so on, are the main reasons behind
evil's escalation of the persecution, and are the true fundamental excuses that
the evil has used to attack the Fa." ("Eliminate Your Last
Attachment(s)) I want to spread Dafa and deter the evil. Clarifying the truth and saving
sentient beings are the historical missions entrusted upon Dafa practitioners.
What I did was right. However, why was I caught? Was it due to fear? But I did
not have fear before I was caught, only when I didn't stop because of the
attachment of zealotry that my loophole was made use of by the evil. I knew the
evil in that place was rather rampant, but I neglected to seriously send forth
righteous thought. Moreover, at the moment I was captured, I didn't think of
freezing the evil. This was due to the lack of an understanding established
through long term solid cultivation. When the mind was not steady, there was a
noticeable lack of authority in clarifying the truth and producing an impact, so
I was ineffective in controlling the security guards. In any case, I didn't
eliminate the attachment of zealotry in my daily cultivation, and after I was
caught, fear also emerged, so I was persecuted by the evil. "What should I do here?" I asked myself. "Being trapped here
means I will lose the opportunity to work for Dafa. It is not a matter of my
being persecuted here but the loss of a member to perform Dafa work, and it is
Dafa's loss." I continued to ask myself, "Am I afraid of labor camp?" "No." "Am I afraid of all kinds of brutal torture?" "No." "Am I afraid of brainwashing by the evil?" "No, they will never shake my rock-solid belief." "Then, am I afraid to die?" "Those who are afraid to die are not Dafa disciples!" On this thought, I realized that the prison could only imprison everyday
people, not Dafa disciples who have a mission to save sentient beings. Why
should I allow myself to be imprisoned here? Teacher has told us, "If a
cultivator can let go of the thought of life and death under any circumstances,
evil is bound to be afraid of him. If every practitioner is able to do this,
evil will of itself no longer exist." (Eliminate Your Last Attachment(s)) All of a sudden I felt like a different person. I clanked on the iron door
loudly, forcing the police to come over and take me to their room. I calmed
myself down and thought to myself that I must cherish the opportunity to promote
Dafa. I stood up to face them, and with eyes full of tears and a heart of
benevolence, I was determined to awaken their conscience with truthfulness and
to open their minds with benevolence. I spoke calmly, solemnly, loudly, and with
benevolence. Unlike my usual soft-spoken voice, my voice filled the room and
reverberated through the hallway all way to the duty room, which brought in
their sergeant. I began from how Jesus and Sakyamuni once came down to the world
as an ordinary person but actually were Gods who came to this world to save the
ordinary people. I then told them that now the Lord of Buddhas had personally
come to rectify the universe and to save people, to leave them a ladder to
heaven, "Zhuan Falun." Such an opportunity would come only once
in history. The people present in the world in fact all came for the Fa, but
some of them became lost in the sea of materialism and desires, and became
deceived by Jiang's government. They not only did not obtain the Fa, they even
helped the tyrant do evil and committed major wrong deeds. They faced complete
destruction. Dafa practitioners risked their lives, under enormous pressure
telling people the truth about Dafa to expose the evil of Jiang's clique and
save the people, including you. "We are all living beings within
Dafa." I continued. "Moreover, we are fortunate enough to be born in
China, which affords us the opportunity to obtain the Fa. However, you brushed
past Dafa without realizing it. Although we come across each other under such
circumstance, I believe it is not accidental. You will understand when you hear
me out that my being caught here is for good reason." At that moment, I was completely melted within Dafa and only had concern for
others. My words were logical and eloquent. They flowed like poetry, deeply
moving their hearts. I felt the solemnity of Dafa, the mighty power of
benevolence, and the infinite strength and tolerance of altruism. All the
policemen present either looked away or had their heads down, and were stone
silent. I also thought about imparting the words to their main spirits, so I
said, "Dafa is the true principle of the universe. It created all the lives
at different levels. Of course, all of you are beings in Dafa. Do you believe
it?" Suddenly, I heard a loud voice, "I believe it." I turned my
head and saw a kind, young face. I was filled with joy that another being had
enlightened. Tears rolled down my cheeks. Then he let the others go out for a break and talked with me alone for a long
time. He asked me a lot of questions, and I answered them all. I talked about
the situation of Dafa in and outside the country, and talked from everyday
people's way of thinking to supernormal principles, opening his mind with
various viewpoints. I used what I personally saw and experienced during my
cultivation to validate Dafa's extraordinary and unique characteristics. I had
his undivided attention. Finally, he was anxious to learn the practice. We
parted after we talked for a very long time. The policeman on duty tried to take me to the cell again. I protested, and he
did not insist. Presently, three policemen came to watch over me in the room. I
felt that I had already said everything I wanted to say, and what remained was
for me to get out of there. It so happened that a quarrel started outside, and
the three policemen all went out to take a look. I realized it was the
opportunity arranged by Teacher for me to go, so I followed them out and passed
the main entrance of the police station with the guards watching. Since I left home this morning to the time I left the police station, it was
exactly nine hours. These nine hours represent the most anxious moments so far
in my Fa rectification cultivation. Through these moments I realize my
shortcomings. At the same time, it is a life-and-death trial. In the mist of the
tribulation, because of my staunch faith in Dafa, I was able to strengthen my
righteous thoughts. The lessons and experience I gained during truth
clarification and evil elimination in this Fa rectification process have made me
more mature. I hope that other practitioners can draw lessons from and be inspired by my
experience, so that we can make steady progress together in cultivation. Please
kindly point out anything improper in my understanding. Posting date: 3/27/2002 |