(Minghui.org) I began practicing Falun Dafa in 1999 when I was in my 30s. Shortly after that, the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) launched the persecution.
At that time, I had only read Zhuan Falun once, but after that first reading, I recognized that it was a priceless treasure. I made a vow: “I will cultivate!” At that moment, I embarked on the path of cultivation. Under Master’s protection, I have walked this path to the present day.
I would like to share some of my cultivation experiences.
I had just begun practicing and hadn’t yet learned all the exercises when the persecution, accompanied by the relentless slander of Dafa and Master on television and radio, began. Under Master’s protection, I didn’t miss a single day of studying the Fa and practicing the exercises. Without a group environment, I practiced on my own at home.
With Master’s blessings and the support of fellow practitioners, I broke through the internet blockade and accessed the Falun Dafa website. My emotions were beyond description at that moment—seeing Minghui.org meant I could keep pace with the progress of the Fa-rectification.
Seeing fellow practitioners from all over China step forward to go to Tiananmen Square to validate the Fa and appeal for Dafa and Master, our local practitioners also discussed going to Beijing to do the same.
In early October, we finally overcame countless obstacles, made our way to Tiananmen Square, and unfurled a banner that read: “Falun Dafa is good! Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good! Clear Master Li’s name!” We shouted our hearts out to the entire universe. Our cries rose and fell in waves, shaking heaven and earth. That moment was frozen in time and space, as if time itself had stopped. It was solemn, sacred, and deeply gratifying.
Police cars blared their sirens as they frantically rounded up Dafa disciples from across the nation. I witnessed many practitioners courageously setting aside the fear of death: Some distributed leaflets to let the world know the truth about Falun Dafa, while others did the Falun Dafa exercises, holding the wheel or sitting in meditation. Under Master’s protection, another practitioner and I returned home safely.
My husband (a non-practitioner) set up a printer/copier for me. Fellow practitioners said that visiting my home might upset him, but I didn’t dwell on it. When they came over, he simply retreated to another room, paying no attention to what we were saying or doing.
In the early days of my practice, I didn’t fully grasp the principles of the Fa, but the enlightened part of me knew what needed to be done and what my vows were. Back then, I simply knew Dafa was utterly righteous, and I never harbored any doubts about it: “I am certain this is the righteous Fa that comes but once in a thousand eons. A millennium of waiting, today’s encounter, I have found the Great Fa I sought for a thousand years.” This was the feeling deep within my heart.
By studying the teachings, I have come to understand the meaning of life and the path I am meant to follow. The joy in my heart is beyond words. The CCP’s suppression and slander cannot erase the roots of the cosmic law of Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance that are planted deep in my heart! I am determined to walk this path, and nothing anyone says will shake my resolve.
Now I know who I am, where I come from, and why I came into this world. Those sealed memories are gradually unfolding for me by studying the Fa, growing ever clearer and more distinct.
In the early days of the persecution, whenever I encountered colleagues or friends, I would tell them, “Falun Dafa is good. The reports on TV are all false and fabricated.” Their reactions varied. Some listened; others, poisoned by lies, refused to hear what I had to say and even urged me to stop practicing.
One coworker who was very understanding offered support and said she would learn to practice later on. I later learned this colleague had been pressured by our employer to keep an eye on me. Eventually, the company leadership, security, and state security officials told her, “Forget it. Stay away from her [referring to me]. I see you’re going to start practicing with her.”
Indeed, the CCP fails to understand that people have different foundations and varying levels of understanding of Dafa. Everyone has benevolent thoughts and Buddha nature. The enlightened aspects within all individuals can be assimilated by the cosmic principles of Truthfulness, Compassion, and Forbearance.
I was transferred to work at a new facility. Everything was tough at first. We needed advertising and publicity, so they dispatched a vehicle for four of us to promote and spread the word around different towns and villages. I was selected for the outreach.
At one event, we approached several people chatting about everything under the sun and started to promote our facility. One person posed a rather challenging question that no one in our group could answer, so I offered some suggestions and insights. They responded, “That organization must be great. Just listen to her [referring to me]. She works there, so it’s definitely a good place.”
Back at the office, a colleague mentioned this to our supervisor, and from then on, I was always assigned to handle publicity. I saw this as a rare chance to share the truth about Dafa—opportunities like this didn’t come often, nor did they take me so far and wide. I carried prepared truth-clarification materials with me every day. When time was tight, fellow practitioners would get them ready for me.
I carried these blessings to the villagers, traveling miles upon miles to spread the truth throughout every township. Several times, I saw villagers reading the leaflets they’d received, surrounded by crowds straining to get a look. Those moments remain vivid in my memory—truly heartwarming.
One night I had a very vivid dream that I was sitting in a rocketship, flying higher and higher. I shared this dream with a fellow practitioner, who said, “Isn’t that just like you? You just started practicing Falun Dafa, and Master immediately elevated you and allowed you to participate in saving people.” I thought to myself, “Yes, I am so fortunate. Master has not left me behind, he watches over me constantly.” I am deeply grateful to Master!
A supervisor at work, unaware of the truth, assisted in the persecution of Falun Dafa practitioners. He helped get them arrested and helped run brainwashing classes. He was later hit by a car, got trapped under the wheels, and one of his arms was broken, but he survived.
I took DVDs, booklets, and leaflets that clarified the truth to his home and gave them to him. I told him and his wife the facts about Falun Dafa, explaining that the Tiananmen Square self-immolation was a hoax orchestrated by Jiang Zemin and I talked about the principle of karmic retribution. Both he and his wife renounced their memberships in the CCP and accepted the materials.
He was frightened by the accident, realizing that there really is retribution. I told him, “Just recite ‘Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good’ and never participate in persecuting Falun Gong practitioners again; it’s a matter of life and death.” After that, he truly stopped participating in the persecution.
Another leader wasn’t so fortunate. Since we’d known each other fairly well before, when they were running a brainwashing class, he brought a group to observe the “success” of their “transformation” efforts. I tried to tell him the truth about Falun Dafa, but he refused to listen, approaching the subject with a cunning mindset. We never met again after that.
I heard he was placed under “double regulation” and held in a detention center while allegations of his corruption were investigated. I felt deep sadness for him. Whether you understand or not, whether intentionally or unintentionally, your participation in persecuting Dafa practitioners constitutes a crime. This guilt is no small matter. What people do must be repaid. The divine sees all; no one can escape.
For a while now, I’ve worked at a nursing home, a job that seems tailor-made for me to help the elderly residents. There’s a monument in the courtyard facing the main entrance. When I noticed that the construction date was the same as my birthday, I was somewhat stunned; working here is like a divine arrangement. I sensed I had a mission here, that these souls were connected to me by karmic ties.
My work here involves conducting morning rounds, taking blood pressure readings for the elderly residents, and obtaining necessary medications from the hospital to distribute to each person’s bedside.
I used my position to interact with the residents and share the truth about Falun Dafa with them. Some of them were truly kind and very receptive. Once during rounds, I visited a room shared by an elderly couple. I explained the truth about Falun Dafa and the Tiananmen Square self-immolation hoax to them, and they both listened and agreed. I gave them a Dafa pendant, which the elderly woman immediately hung by her bed. When I suggested it might be too conspicuous, she said, “Let it stay here—it benefits me more.” It seems I was worrying unnecessarily. All beings are urgently seeking to understand the truth!
Some of the resident brought me food, which I would try to refuse. But they wouldn’t take no for an answer and would get upset if I didn’t take it, insisting on stuffing it into my hands. Then I had no choice. In return, when I had a chance, I’d buy them something, which they accepted with pride and joy. This brought us closer together, making it easier for them to understand and accept what I shared.
Sometimes their children would come to see them and say to me, “You’re so kind. My mother told us how well you’ve been taking care of her. We’re so grateful.” I’d simply reply, “It’s just my job. There’s no need to thank me.” As we chatted about everyday matters, I’d also share the truth with them.
The girl who works in the office seems quite well-educated, and we interact often. I once told her, “We both know a bit about medicine, right? Look at that ‘Tiananmen self-immolation’ kid. They’d already done a tracheotomy on her, yet during the TV interview, she was singing and speaking with a loud, clear voice. That was just too amateurish. We all know that one cannot talk after a tracheotomy, so how could that child Liu Siying still sing?”
She said, “Yeah, that’s so fake.” The truth was revealed just like that. We also worked with two new college graduates. On one of my days off, I invited them over, prepared some nice food, and explained the truth about Falun Dafa, hoping they could benefit and be saved. One of them later took the precious book Zhuan Falun home to study.
The company recently hired several new employees from out of town. I’ve been looking out for them at work. I’ve also treated them to meals in groups of five, seven, or eight, primarily to help them understand the truth. Every employee I’ve interacted with has been given the opportunity to hear the good news about Dafa and be saved!
How I wish all sentient beings could understand the truth and be saved by the Creator! Thank you, Master! Thank you, fellow practitioners!