(Minghui.org) My mother practices Falun Dafa (also known as Falun Gong), and she introduced this cultivation discipline to me when I was in middle school.
I have read the teachings and learned the exercises, though I am not cultivating in Dafa regularly. Yet, Teacher Li Hongzhi, the founder of Falun Dafa, has saved me from danger multiple times and helped me to break through many dreadful situations.
I used to treat Teacher's compassion and mercy with disrespect in my teenage years. After I grew older and gained a better understanding of our family's situation, I feel bad for what I had done. I want to apologize to Teacher Li: I am very sorry; please forgive my ignorance!
Like many other Falun Gong practitioner's families in China, my family was also harassed and persecuted after the Communist Party began its campaign against Falun Gong. My mother had to go into hiding to avoid being persecuted. For a long time, I did not know her whereabouts or how she was doing. I became more and more irritable and rebellious in high school, as I believed that if I was “bad” and “violent,” I could protect my family from being hurt.
Gradually this thought became part of me, and I acted negatively towards everyone around me. I used to be afraid of ghosts but started watching horror and violent movies. The more violent and cruel they were, the happier I felt. When I saw horror images, the depression and anger inside me were released like floodwater rushing down the dam, breaking through all barricades. That feeling helped me to calm down at that moment, until the next explosion of negative emotions came along.
With that twisted mentality, I began to resent softness and kindness from anyone and anything. I threw Falun Gong books to the floor and said bad things about Teacher Li. However, Teacher did not abandon me.
I took levofloxacin, an anti-inflammatory drug, for an ear infection. After taking the first pill, I felt a bit uncomfortable but did not give it too much thought, as I had never had an allergic reaction to it before. After the second pill, however, my throat tightened immediately. I was suffocating and could not breathe. I thought I was going to die.
Fortunately I remembered the two sentences that my mother told me to repeat, “Falun Dafa is good; Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good.” I also sent forth righteous thoughts as Mom had taught me. With that, I was able to breathe again. Miraculously, I was no longer in danger.
Teacher also helped me to turn things around at work. The day before an important meeting, our coordinator reminded us several times to be punctual. But when I woke up the next morning, it was already an hour after the starting time. When I finally got there, my head was blank, and the only thing I could think of was to ask Teacher for help. To my surprise, when I entered the conference room, the meeting had not started yet, and nobody knew the specific reason for the delay. Yet five minutes after I sat down, the meeting convened.
I must have done horrible things to others in my past lives and thus accumulated many debts. Many things wanted to kill me in my dreams, but Teacher always saved me from danger. I frequently had the same nightmares since childhood, and some of them seemed real even after I woke up.
A female ghost often growled at me and tried to attack me in my dreams. One night, I dreamed that Teacher wrote me a note and asked me to meet him somewhere. When I got there, the female ghost dashed at me again. Just when I almost collapsed from horror, Teacher appeared and waved his hand. The ghost screamed and disappeared instantly. Since then, I have never dreamed of this ghost again.
Thank you, Teacher Li, for your help and protection! No matter what I will do in the future, I will always remember that “Falun Dafa is good” and “Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good.”