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My son is a sophomore in college. He used to read the Fa and do the exercises with us at home, and he was very healthy then.

Things changed when he went to college. He lost the cultivation environment that he had at home and started to play video games. When he came home during the summer vacation, he looked pale and tired. During sleep, he had seizures that lasted up to two minutes. He was scared and we asked him to read the Fa and do the exercises with us. After reading and exercising, the symptoms went away.

Back at school, he stopped reading the Fa and doing the exercises. His seizures returned two months later.

My son was addicted to video games and could not control himself when he was not with us. So I took him to the hospital, and after a checkup, the doctor told him that his condition was due to computer radiation. The doctor said that video games make the brain too excited, which can cause nerve damage. The doctor recommended that he not play video games.

During his winter vacation, I read the Fa with him and he soon returned to normal. His face looked clear and rosy.

He said Dafa was amazing and decided not to play games again.

Unknown author #fundie en.minghui.org

I am a six-and-half-year-old girl. My dad is a Dafa practitioner, but my mom isn't. When I was two years old, Dad taught me that “Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance are good.” When I was three, Dad started to teach me Master Li's poems. Now I can recite all the poems from Hong Yin I, II, and III. Every day after kindergarten, I reviewed at least 10 poems at home.

Whenever I fought with other children or was hurt, Dad asked me to search within for my own faults. For example, when I argued with others for toys or refused to play with them, I could find the underlying reason: I wanted to get back at them.

I also have had many amazing experiences. Dad mentioned that after Master's Fa-rectification, people who persecuted Dafa or had hatred toward Dafa would have no future. I was worried about Mom, so I asked Dad about her future. Dad said that, because she had not changed her attitude towards Dafa, she could be in danger in the future. After that, I always worried about her.

Once in my dream, Master was in his cassock and came down from heaven sitting on a lotus throne. He told me, “Both of you please keep cultivating diligently and your mom will change her mind eventually.” Master knew what I was worried about! It was really amazing. I told this to my dad, and he said, “We should cultivate more diligently and one day she will support Dafa.”

On another occasion, I saw a big eye in front of me staring at me. Dad explained to me, “Your celestial eye is open, and Master has given you a real eye.” Since then, I can always see rainbows through this eye. I told other children about it, but they seemed to be at a loss. Later Dad reminded me, “Other children don't practice Dafa, and cannot see it.” I didn't mention what I saw through my real eye to anyone again.

One day in dance class at the kindergarten, all the girls were very tired and wanted to rest, but would get in trouble if we complained. I suddenly thought about what Dad had told me, “When you don't know how to handle things, just recite 'Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance are good' and ask Master for help.” So I recited it in my mind and asked Master to help us. Soon the teacher said, “The girls can stop dancing! Boys, please start!” It was really amazing.

The other day, I accidentally poured a whole mug of hot water on my legs. It really hurt. After reciting “Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance are good,” I immediately felt better and my pants dried almost immediately. Through this incident, I believed even more in Dafa and Master.

Dad asked me to recite every day at least 30 times “Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance are good.” He also told me, “Don't fight back when you are hit or sworn at.”

Every evening, Dad told me traditional Chinese stories. Sometimes he spoke to me about gain and loss from the perspective of Dafa.

One day, I was playing with our neighbor's daughter. She asked me to steal some food for her. I didn't, so she hit me. When I didn't hit her back, I saw a white stone flying towards me, but I didn't feel anything land on me.

That evening I told my dad what had happened. He said, “It wasn't a stone--it was a block of virtue.” Dad praised me for not fighting back and told me, “All luck is converted into virtue, and virtue can be converted into gong for practitioners by Master. Remember, when others hit you, they actually give you virtue in other dimensions. You should be happy about that, rather than hate them.” Since then, I have been friendly to this girl, although she is not friendly to me. My dad praised me again.

I have had so many other amazing experiences on my cultivation journey.

Once in a dream, Master took me to visit heaven. It was a really beautiful place with layers of heaven and lots of good food. I really had fun there. I ate ginseng fruits and flat peaches that could all talk and they greeted me. In heaven I could swim and cross my legs in double lotus. I saw an Arhat who had failed to reach Consummation because of excitement. Then he resumed his cultivation, but failed again because of his fear.

Master also gave me divine powers. Master told me that I should not use divine powers all the time. I can only use them toward those who kill people and persecute Dafa practitioners. What a great Master! Sometimes I saw that Master is higher than all of Heaven. Sometimes I was even sitting on Master's hand. After I woke up, I told Dad what I saw in my dream. He was happy and told me not to be excited.

Dad also told me what the Red Dragon is. I told him what I saw in hell: the Red Dragon had been chopped into pieces to be fried, and the ghoul in Avici Hell ate every bit of it. Dad immediately recited Master's poem:

“Once the Red Dragon’s head is chopped off,
its tail severed and deep fried,
the meat sautéed,
Which ghoul in Avici Hell
wouldn’t want to eat every bit?”
(“Call It Quits” from Hong Yin III)

Dad also taught me Master's verse, “The Fa rectifies the cosmos, the Evil is completely eliminated.” I read this verse at the Monday routine flag-raising ceremony in kindergarten.

One Monday morning, I kept sending forth righteous thoughts, and the flag wasn't raised. On another flag-raising occasion, the rope holding the flag broke. The next time I simply used divine powers to tell the kindergarten director not to have the flag-raising ceremony. The director did what I wanted: we didn't have the ceremony at all.

Sometimes Dad was not so diligent, and I was able to remind him. One day he quarrelled with Mom, and she left home. After this, I saw skulls and rotten demons behind Dad. I told him about it. He immediately sat up to send forth righteous thoughts. Since then he has paid more attention to sending forth righteous thoughts.

On another occasion, Dad and I were studying Master's poems, when I saw skulls and rotten demons outside the window trying to break in. I told him, and we started to send forth righteous thoughts, but they didn't leave. Dad then conjoined his hands to cleanse his mind. This frightened the rotten demons away.

Later I asked him why, and he said, “When I was reading Master's poems with you, I let my mind wander, which was wrong. That was why the rotten demons dared to come.”

I again asked, “Why was our first attempt to send forth righteous thoughts not effective? Why did they leave after you conjoined your hands?” Dad explained, “If we conduct ourselves properly, rotten demons dare not to come. So I cleansed my mind again. We must keep cultivating ourselves more diligently.”

One day, my dad, other practitioners, and I went out to tell people the facts about Falun Dafa, and I was asked to send forth righteous thoughts to help. But I wanted to play and didn't do what I was told. I soon fell down. Dad helped me to find my attachment: I liked to play and didn't send forth righteous thoughts.

Now I can also point out Dad's attachments: He worries and holds anger. Dad is now trying to get rid of those attachments.

Unknown author #fundie en.minghui.org

I am a 7-year-old practitioner. Since I was 5, I have studied Zhuan Falun every day.

Each time when I finish reading the entire book, I could feel a significant change both physically and mentally. I really feel that Master is looking after me all the time.

Now, I am able to join the group Fa study and sharing, and to be involved in projects for saving people.

This month, when I finished another round of reading Zhuan Falun, Master opened my third eye for me. Whether my eye is open or not, I can clearly see the scenes that occur in other dimensions when Dafa practitioners study the Fa and send forth righteous thoughts.

I told everyone, and we decided to write an article to share this because of Master's new article: “A Reminder,” and the Dafa Association's “Strengthen Sending Righteous Thoughts.”

What I see in other dimensions is limited, due to my cultivation level. This article is only for sharing. Fellow practitioners should regard the Fa principles as the sole standard to follow.

The book Zhuan Falun is really a treasure. When I read it, I can see various colors and glitter – the same as Master describes.

When I read the Fa, I see lotus flowers blooming on my lips. Many pink lotus flowers gradually grow bigger and bigger, descend on the book and then fade out.

Sometimes, I see those pink lotus flowers fly to the characters with Master’s image sitting in the lotus position. Master has blue hair and is very sacred.

The lotus flowers then form to become Master’s lotus seat; the process is extremely wondrous.

But, I also notice that when mistakes occur in Fa study, such as omitting a character, mispronouncing a word, or reading a wrong line, the lotus flowers from my lips turn grey and disappear quickly.

What surprises me the most is when I am in a poor state of mind, or am not paying enough attention, the lotus flowers show a black color, which is very ugly; I feel very sad about it.

Dafa practitioners cannot be perfunctory or not pay attention when it comes to Fa study. We must read each character in the book accurately and sincerely.

If we always produce grey or black lotus flowers, how much harm will we bring to ourselves and the beings around us?

One evening, my mother asked me to listen to Master’s Fa teaching, and I readily promised. As soon as my promise came out, I saw some golden lines appearing in the room.

Then I sat on the bed with my eyes shut, and I suddenly saw, from my third eye, a huge image of Master teaching the Fa while sitting on a lotus seat.

The golden lines were actually rolling up and down under the lotus seat. Numerous divine beings were sitting on top of their own thick round mats in the lotus posture to listen to Master’s Fa teaching.

They piously formed numerous layers around Master. Not far from Master, there was a gigantic golden palace, of which the magnificence was beyond anything that you could believe.

I told my mother what I had seen, which cheered her up very much. She said that Master had shown me the scene of Fa-study in other dimensions.

We should respect Master and the Fa more. My mother also reminded me not to be elated, and then she played a Fa teaching video.

At that moment, with my eyes open, I saw numerous Buddhas, Daos, Bodhisattvas and fairies fly into our room in an instant.

Layers upon layers of them were sitting in the lotus posture, and all the spaces in the room were taken. When Master’s Fa teaching started, each of these divine beings had Zhuan Falun in their hands and read carefully.

Since then, whenever I read the Fa on my own or listen to Master’s Fa teaching with other practitioners, I can see those divine beings every time.

As long as Dafa practitioners start Fa study, numerous divine beings arrived at the venue immediately and occupied all the spaces.

Master showed me that Dafa practitioners’ Fa-study is a very sacred event, for which we must show due respect. But in Fa-study, sometimes, I didn’t sit with a correct posture, fidgeted, or excused myself to drink water or go to the toilet.

I am aware that I was terribly wrong. Now seeing that every day I studied Fa with many divine beings in other dimensions, I really felt very sacred.

I hope my fellow practitioners can show due respect to Master and the Fa, and attach importance to the precious daily opportunity to study Fa!

Sending forth righteous thoughts is one of the three things that Master requires of us. I often see incorrect postures for sending forth righteous thoughts when family members are in a poor state of mind.

I also often cannot complete the whole process and end up going out to play.

Recently, Master allowed me to see the scenes in other dimensions of sending forth righteous thoughts, which was really a battle between good and evil!

At the four set times each day, when practitioners started to conjoin the hands to cleanse themselves, the evil rotten demons and dark minions, together with the Communist evil specter, appeared immediately.

They really did what Master described, lining up in position and ranks, and stomping. Sometimes, I could even hear the evil's shrill.

I was startled to find that when I was sending forth righteous thoughts in my mother's room, the evil jumped out of her working computer. The first two entities started to stomp, and other evil followers gathered together quickly.

Groups upon groups of evil beings held the five-star, red communist specter flags and shouted, “Left, right, left!” They lined up and jumped up fiercely, with various weapons in their hands, like swords, spears, red-tasseled spears and pistols.

Master set up a protective golden dome for each Dafa practitioner so that the evil couldn’t harm them.

The Gong sent forth by Dafa practitioners formed numerous light balls shooting at the evil. As soon as the evil touched the light balls, they disintegrated in the blink of an eye.

I told everyone what I had seen and they felt heavy-hearted.

My mother said that as she didn’t pay enough attention to sending righteous thoughts, and so the evil in other dimensions could be so arrogant and able to fight such a large scale battle.

Later, everyone studied Master’s new article “A Reminder” and the Dafa Association’s “Strengthen Sending Righteous Thoughts.”

We were all aware that we must make a radical change in sending righteous thoughts, overcome sluggishness, and assume the responsibility to save sentient beings and eradicate the evil.

After a period of time, Master allowed me to see another type of scene in sending forth righteous thoughts. When we were sending righteous thoughts in the sitting room, I saw the evil jump out of the TV.

This time, the evil was not in the same form as what I saw previously. They were in all various types of cartoon forms.

They jumped out of the TV and ran around the room in a panic.

Dafa practitioners sent powerful Gong forming numerous golden lights, which chased the mutated lives. As soon as the light touched them, they immediately disintegrated.

I was attached to cartoons too much. Though my parents didn't allow me to watch, I was still fixated on it — even watching cartoons at a friend's home.

Now, Master showed me that the cartoon figures were all degenerated lives far away from the Fa and should be targeted by Dafa practitioners’ righteous thoughts.

My parents discussed the issue with me and planned to get rid of all my ordinary books and toys. Dafa practitioners’ attachments provide an opportunity for the evil, which pollutes the energy field and interferes with the three things that we are supposed to do.

I suddenly recalled that Divine Beings were never near to two types of places at our home when practitioners came to study —the computer desk [for my mother's work] and the TV.

After seeing the scene, I realized that computers, TVs, and smart phones are all sources of evil lives.

As long as they are switched on, evil lives will come out and interfere with Dafa practitioners. Those degenerated lives are really filthy things that easily exert a negative influence. Even divine beings in other dimensions try to stay away from them.

Some practitioners, like me, are attached to those degenerated things. Whatever the situation, those degenerated lives interfere with Dafa practitioners’ cultivation too much, even directly affecting Dafa practitioners’ saving sentient beings.

I hope fellow practitioners can learn this lesson and strengthen sending righteous thoughts. Otherwise, when will the evil forces be cleared away?

With such repeated interference, how can we do our best to help Master?

Unknown author #fundie en.minghui.org

I have transcribed a million words of the Fa over the past four months, and gone through over 100 pencils in doing so.

I live in a town in the countryside. I talk to people about Falun Dafa and the persecution, and take care of my small business during the day. In the evening, I take care of my elderly parents and children. The time available for me to transcribe the Fa comes late at night, so on average I sleep about four hours a day.

I have experienced many supernatural phenomena during the process of transcribing the Fa. Sometimes the characters in the book became golden and transparent. I know that Master is encouraging me to continue.

When I am tired sometimes and close my eyes to recite “Falun Dafa is good” and “Truthfulness-Compassion-Tolerance is good,” I see celestial maidens and white clouds flying around me through my third eye, and the Dafa book glitters with golden light.

I know that behind every character in the Dafa books is a Buddha or a god, and every one of them has mighty power. So if they show their bodies in other dimensions it would certainly be like a magnificent flame.

Sometimes when I see small bright spots darting across the paper, I immediately send forth righteous thoughts to eliminate the interfering demons and low spirits. They quickly disappear.

There are a lot of mosquitoes during the summer and they often bite my legs. I don't know how many times I have been bitten, and don't pay attention to the pain or itchiness. I concentrate on transcribing the Fa and ignore the mosquitoes.

My house is on a main street and people sometimes park their car in front of our gate, blocking the driveway. I used to get frustrated and thought that those drivers had no consideration for others. I later thought that they may have come here to learn about Falun Dafa and be saved. So I endured what used to frustrate me.

When I changed my attitude and raised my xinxing level, they no longer blocked our driveway.

I had anemia when I was young, so my friends and relatives often brought me some dates when they visited. We believed that eating dates would enrich the blood.

My anemia disappeared after I started practicing Falun Dafa, but I was still attached to the dates. I would see them in my dreams.

I had a thought, “Will I still buy dates after I finish transcribing this book.” When I finished and was leaving my house, I saw a bag of dates at my door, with a note saying that it was a free promotional offer.

I realized that it was an attachment that I had to let go. Dafa encompasses everything. I don't need dates to enrich my blood!

The day that I let go of my attachment, I felt a strong energy flow through my body while doing the exercises. I looked in the mirror when I had finished and noticed that my face was a rosy color.

While transcribing the “Fa Teaching at the 2015 West Coast Fa Conference” I came to realize that we need to eliminate many attachments to science. For example, when we believe some foods are good for the health and some are not we are giving science too much weight.

A similar blind belief in science manifests when people go to the hospital, eat certain foods to cure ailments, or pursue a comfortable life by relying on modern technologies.

After four months of transcribing the Fa, I noticed another change in my appearance. The wrinkles on my face disappeared and my hair became dark and silky. My image in the mirror looks smooth, young and serene.

Transcribing Dafa has help to raise my xinxing level and increased my belief in Dafa.

Unknown author #fundie en.minghui.org

I experienced a magical thing after I began practicing Falun Dafa: a talking alarm clock. It's a very conscientious clock that even knows me by name.

If this sounds a little strange, well – it was at first.

Before taking up cultivation, I always had a bad habit of loafing around in bed, even after I woke up. More often than not, this resulted in my running late for work and skipping breakfast. But I hadn't thought too much of it; it was routine, I guess.

After starting up cultivation, I needed to read the Dafa books and practice the exercises, in addition to working full-time. This proved to be difficult.

I planned to do the first four exercises at night, and meditate the next morning. But because of my bad habits, I often overslept and skipped out on the fifth exercise.

I started having dreams where people were pushing or hitting me, which seemed intended to wake me up. Other times, I heard the sound of the wooden fish (a wooden percussion instrument). I knew that this was Master trying to wake me.

I decided to buy an alarm clock, as I was feeling ashamed that Master had to be the one to wake me up at 5:00 a.m. every day, and not myself.

Originally, the clock would either ring or play music to wake me up. But one day, what I heard instead was someone shouting my name, “Wake up, Xiaohui! Wake up, Xiaohui!”

I was astonished to discover that my alarm clock was shouting my name, and it has shouted my name ever since.

On another day, I was sleeping soundly and didn't hear my alarm clock ringing. However, I woke to the sound of someone crying while shouting my name.

I was jolted awake from sleep and heard my alarm clock crying. The alarm clock's voice had turned hoarse after shouting for forty minutes.

“I'm sorry for tiring you out,” I said. I was very moved.

There were also a few times when the alarm clock shouted, “Wake up, fool! Wake up, fool!”

I knew that Master had enchanted the alarm clock to rid me of my laziness.

When the persecution started on July 20, 1999, officers from the police station, along with community members, often came to my house to force me to renounce my belief. I told them the benefits of practicing Dafa each time they came.

My 85-year-old mother always mentioned my alarm clock to these officers. She said, “This Falun Gong is extremely good! My daughter's illnesses were cured, and she's never had to take any medicine. There is also this alarm clock that she has. It's so magical. How could it talk and shout my daughter's name each morning? This is true. If I didn't witness it with my eyes, would I believe it?”

They were rendered speechless every time.

Unknown author #fundie en.minghui.org

Practitioners are aware that cultivators of the past had powerful Fa tools. As I understand it, Falun Dafa practitioners also possess Fa tools that are incredibly numerous, powerful, and envied even by gods and deities.

Many of our Fa tools were given to us by Master. They were given on each cultivation level a practitioner had reached. With these tools, we can eliminate the evil and resolve problems at various levels.

I have seen the powerful display of some Fa tools over the years and would like to share what I saw.

When I was sending righteous thoughts, I saw many bad substances in one dimension, and it was very difficult to clear them out. I was very worried and asked Master for help. He appeared, and gave me a red armored tunic. After I put it on, my body turned into a ball that rotated at a very fast speed, absorbing many of the evil elements.

The entire tunic had absorbed a large amount of degenerate substances. Master told me to take it off. He then handed the tunic to a deity and said to clean it well so that it could be used again.

While I was sending righteous thoughts to help a fellow practitioner, I saw a knife pointed at his chest that then proceeded to cut it open. Many dirty hearts in different colors were purged from the chest. They represented many ugly-looking beings.

The hearts that had an attachment to comfort were in gray clothes. They were laying there sluggishly, and their bodies were covered with worms and insects.

The hearts with an attachment to competitiveness wore red clothes, and every single section hid a soldier with weapons in their hands and on their feet.

Hearts that were filled with jealousy were tightly bound by densely packed poisonous snakes. It appeared that they were ready to suffocate the heart. The snakes bit others and itself viciously. Is it not true that when one hurts others, one also harms oneself?

Those with an attachment to human sentimentality were wearing colorful clothes, with countless hooks sticking out from inside. All kinds of sentiments were hooked to them.

Those with grudges against others had account books with dates on them, filling up the entire heart's capacity. Each account book had an ugly heart drawn on it, with a pointy tongue sticking out from the heart and sharp teeth around it.

The ones attached to resentment had a dark being inside the heart, giving off a foul odor. Those that were arrogant and looking down upon others had a being in their heart with a long neck sticking out, displaying arrogance, with their eyes looking upward. The self-protective heart had a being inside, like a boxer with two fists ready to ward off any blow. When I took a close look at the heart with an attachment to good life in the human world, it was no more than an inn with neatly arranged garbage.

While sending righteous thoughts, I saw that it was very difficult to eliminate each substance; after one layer of degenerated substances was cleared, another layer appeared.

I asked Master to strengthen my heart and he appeared again with all kinds of Fa tools in his hand, which dispersed when he opened his hands. Each Fa tool targeted a different attachment, and very soon the substances disappeared.

Master said, “For a cultivator, looking within is a magical tool.” (“Fa Teaching at the 2009 Washington DC International Fa Conference” from Teaching the Fa at the Conference IX)

Master has indeed given us the Fa tool of looking within, but it is up to each and every practitioner how he or she uses it.

There was an experience sharing article in which the practitioner said that he saw a tool that looked like an electric drill, when he was looking within. Upon eliminating an attachment, he saw that his heart was wrapped with a very thick shell, which the drill removed.

When looking within, I found a lot of human attachments, so I sent forth righteous thoughts. I thought that I would drill them away. Next, I saw a whisk, and each silk thread was retractable. There were countless whisks under each thread, and under these countless whisks there were more countless whisks. They were just endless. These whisks were cleaning my body from the most microscopic to the most macroscopic level, not missing any nook or corner.

Once my heart was cleansed, the whisk cleaned a cell as big as myself. One whisk was not enough, so countless whisks appeared to clean this cell. Everything within me was being cleaned, and it was truly a magnificent scene.

Suddenly, I had a deeper understanding of “Buddha's infinite grace.”

I also saw a deity laughing at me as if he was saying, “How could you use an electric drill to get rid of your attachments?” I also found it very pretty laughable myself. The Fa tools Master gives us are all different. We cannot just copy others in the use of these tools.

I also saw some Fa tools brought down by practitioners. They are all very powerful. I know that I had brought with me a green Ruyi, which to me means that it would help me fulfill my heart's wish. When I do things to validate the Fa and don’t want any interference, the Ruyi would play a role to gather all kinds of righteous factors.

I also saw that I have a Ruyi cover, which can protect those I want to protect; it can also cover evil and destroy them on the spot. However, some evil managed to escape. The Ruyi cover's coverage area is limited; I saw some fellow practitioners' Fa tools taking effect. Even so, some evil still escaped. Master then drew an even bigger circle, and this golden circle contained everything. Nothing could escape.

In the past, when I met up with a few practitioners, I knew that there was an arrangement made for us in remote history. It meant that when we were together, the tribulation one of us had come across would be resolved. However, a long time had passed, and the problem was still there. Master said when talking about the arrangements by the old forces,

“It's not limited just to this. Within the Three Realms they have done many bad things and made arrangements for many things that they wanted. What's more, many of those things have become warped. During the passage of such a long period of time, even the so-called gods of the old forces who originally did those things cannot resolve them. If there were no Fa-rectification they couldn't be resolved. There are a lot of things in the cosmos like that, and it's hard to resolve them without the arrival of the whole immense force of Fa-rectification.” (“Teaching the Fa at the 2003 Atlanta Fa Conference”)

After I read this paragraph several times, I sent forth a thought, “For all those lives that had formed ties with me in history, or things I had promised when in heaven, or lives that were involved with me in one way or another, I can no longer accept our arrangements. I will only accept the arrangements made for me by Master. I do not want to fulfill any of the arrangements made by the old forces or by myself.”

Then, my next thought was, “Everything must conform to the requirements of the Fa-rectification. Master makes daily arrangements, and I won’t allow anything to distract me. All beings who want to help me, play your role in other dimensions and do your best at the fastest speed.”

They needed to know and understand, so I said “Gods will keep a record of your contributions. As for what I had promised and things I am meant to resolve, Master will help me resolve them. You don’t need to worry about those things and should not stick to what had been arranged in the past. Do not distract me from what I need to do. Since you had formed ties with me, you should believe in Dafa and believe that Master will give you the best during the Fa-rectification.”

I often strengthen this thought and keep rectifying myself and everything around me to reduce interference.

It is a truly magnificent scene when we send righteous thoughts. Gods in the universe also come to help, and they use their power and Fa tools to eliminate the evil.

Fellow practitioners, let us change our concepts and free our minds. We must use our divine thoughts in handling issues we come across. Let us use our Fa tools and enable them to play an even more powerful role in the Fa-rectification.

Unknown author #fundie en.minghui.org

I am 75 years old and of Korean ethnic origin. I started practicing Falun Dafa on June 5, 1996. As most of the practitioners in my area were of Han ethnicity, I wanted to learn Mandarin Chinese. With nobody around to teach me, I thought to myself, “I will learn by transcribing Zhuan Falun.”

So I started by imitating the strokes of each character in the book. Although my wrist got really sore, I persisted day after day until I completed the entire book.

Something fascinating happened in the process. I did not understand any of the characters I wrote during the day. But at night I would have dreams where I held Zhuan Falun in both hands and read it fluently. Initially I had no clue what was going on. Later I realized that Master knew I was eager to learn Chinese and read the book, and therefore taught me how to read Chinese in my dreams. This solidified my belief in Master and Dafa, and strengthened my determination to continue my cultivation.

One day as I was looking at the characters in the book, I suddenly remembered how I read them in my dream. I was elated beyond words that I could read Chinese! Thus little by little I could read Zhuan Falun by recalling my dreams. At first it took me over five hours to finish a chapter and I was not clear about the meaning. So I would reference the Korean version to help me understand better.

Now, after 20 years, I can fluently read and understand Zhuan Falun in Mandarin and enlighten to the Fa principles without the language barrier. When it comes to other lectures and articles, however, I still have to read the Korean version.

My daughter, who can read and write in Chinese, did not fully believe that I had truly learned to read the book like this. She once sat next to me to verify that I was reading the characters correctly. As she realized the extraordinary nature of what had happened, she said, “You are like an earnest student studying diligently at a university. If you continue like this, you will surely succeed and achieve your goal.”

She is right indeed. I am an earnest student of the Fa of the universe. It is my true blessing that Master taught me the Fa!

Unknown author #fundie en.minghui.org

Over 20 years ago, I was paralyzed due to muscular atrophy. I could not stand up. We tried many therapies, but nothing worked. My family had to hire two people to take care of me in shifts. The suffering made death sound better than life.

In 1993, a Falun Gong practitioner introduced me to Falun Gong. I then had the good fortune to attend the Falun Gong nine-day lectures given by Master Li Hongzhi in Hefei, Anhui province, from November 21 to 29, 1993.

At the beginning, I didn't consider cultivating Falun Gong (aka Falun Dafa). All I had in mind was to heal my paralysis. But later, I came to a better understanding of Master Li's lectures. This is a high-level cultivation practice, which offers salvation to people, not something merely for health and fitness. Master Li will purify a person's body only if he or she wants to cultivate and return to his or her true self. And only if this person follows the principles of Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance can he or she be called a cultivator.

So, I developed a sincere wish from the bottom of my heart: I wanted to be genuine Falun Dafa cultivator. At that very moment, I felt a shock in my body, and I burst into tears.

I remember that at one of the lectures, Master Li asked everybody to stand up and to stomp our feet when he asked. Without being aware of this, I stood up too. With Master's instruction, I stomped my left foot, and then my right foot. Just like that, my paralysis was healed.

I was able to stand up, and I was able to move around. I was healed. I cried out excitedly but forgot to say “thank you” to Master Li.

After the lecture that day, everybody left. I realized that the person who carried me there every day didn't come to pick me up, so I walked out of the lecture hall and took a taxi home.

My apartment was on the fourth floor. I knocked on the door. Everybody, including the nurses, was shocked! Everybody cried excitedly. My friends and neighbors were all happy to see that I, who used to be paralyzed, now can walk everywhere. Many people started practicing Falun Gong after witnessing this wondrous event.

Falun Dafa renewed my life. I am deeply grateful to Master Li Hongzhi.

Jing Xin #fundie en.minghui.org

It was very snowy last winter in northern China. The road was slippery and covered with frozen-over snow.

One day at approximately 10:00 a.m., I slipped and fell on my way back home from shopping at a supermarket. Things happened in a blur, and I was not aware of what had happened, but I could feel excruciating pain and could hardly breathe.

Five minutes later, I came back to my senses and tried to feel where the pain was. It was on my left arm. I saw that my left forearm was bent and loose. I prayed to Master for help while holding the bent part of the arm. I pulled it hard and clicked it back into place. It became straight and back to normal! I knew Master took care of it for me.

I sat up. Several passersby came to support me. I expressed my thanks and told them I was able to stand up by myself. I asked them to make a phone call to my family.

My husband is not a Falun Gong practitioner. When he heard the news, he urged me to see a doctor. I showed him my left arm, which was back to normal, but he insisted on taking me to the hospital. I understood his concern and agreed to follow him to the nearest hospital.

The x-ray film showed that both my radius and ulna in my left forearm were fractured. A doctor said my radius protruded at the joint and had to be set. I disagreed and told them that my bones would heal themselves. Hearing this, the doctor refused to provide any other treatment and did not make a splint for me.

We brought the x-ray film to a better hospital. A doctor examined the film and also identified the bone angle. He said they would set it for me. Before I had a chance to explain anything, the doctor had his assistant hold my left arm while he himself held me left hand, trying to fix the bone. However, I felt nauseous even when they touched my bone a little.

Finally the doctor gave up and made a splint for me. He asked me to rest for one day and come back to see him later.

After the day of rest, I went to see the doctor again. He asked me to take an x-ray. The x-ray technician was surprised at my bones.

“Don't move!” she said, so she could take a better look. “This arm has crushed bones.”

The doctor examined my film for a while, then asked me, “Has anyone set your bones after you fell down?”

I told him no one did and that I fixed it myself.

He was surprised. He showed me both x-ray films and pointed at the several crushed bones, which were now connected seamlessly.

He said my ulna had been fractured into at least seven or eight segments and my radius had crushed bones, too. But they were all connected well.

He only adjusted the splint and did nothing else. Finally, he reminded me to take care and use a cotton cover to keep my arm warm so that the blood could circulate.

I didn't use the cotton cover because my left hand and arm were warm all the time. Moreover, they looked tender and rosy.

Approximately ten days later, my left arm started stretching automatically. During the first several days, it stretched gently. In later days, it stretched with great force. I couldn't control it. It lasted for about one month.

On the twentieth day, I noticed that my left arm could move without a bandage. I started practicing the Falun Gong exercises.

Three months later, I went to make another x-ray. The film displayed healthy bones and joints, without any fracture. I went to see that doctor again. He examined the new x-ray film and told me I had recovered completely.

He was very surprised at my bones.

“They recovered themselves! Look, all the crushed bones disappeared,” he said. “You can no longer see them at all. The fractured bones returned to their correct positions. The bones look nice and neat. It's a perfect recovery.”

I was so grateful to Master: when I held my left forearm in the accident, Master had already set my fractured bones for me.

During the recovery, with only one splint, I didn't take a single pill, nor did I receive any medical treatment. My husband witnessed my recovery and the miraculous power of Falun Dafa.

He said, “You have a Master who protects you. If such an accident happened to an ordinary person, even high medical expenses might not get them anywhere.”

Thank you, great and compassionate Master!

Unknown author #fundie en.minghui.org

I was distraught and unable to sleep one night. My husband and son were sleeping soundly. When they did not respond after I called out to them, I poured cold water all over them.

This happened, however, before I learned Falun Gong. I had strong attachments to fame, fortune, and jealousy back then. I had swollen legs and severe back pain and was only able to sleep for about an hour at a time in bed. Then I had to sleep sitting up the rest of the night. Due to insufficient sleep, I was very short tempered, which got worse over time.

At the end of 1996, I “happened” to meet a Falun Gong practitioner who told me about the practice. I went to the practice site the very next day. As I did the exercises, there was a warm feeling on my back, which felt very comfortable. My heart was filled with happiness. When I slightly open my eyes, the sky was almost orange. After we'd finished, my body became relaxed and all my symptoms had been alleviated. It was something I had never experienced before. I immediately bought all the Falun Gong books I could.

Later, my home became a group study site. I studied the Fa teachings and did the exercises every day. I looked to the teachings to guide my life and to become a good person. Instead of being cold and introverted, I became cheerful and outgoing. Moreover, all my illnesses were gone. My family also benefited tremendously from my practice of Falun Gong.

One morning when I woke up in 1998, my left eye itched severely. It was swollen to the size of an egg. My husband persuaded me to go to the hospital. Several experts said that my eye was rotting. They said that I’d come to the hospital too late and that immediate surgery was now required to remove my left eye. The doctor said that, if the surgery was successful, I would only see some light with my right eye, and, if the surgery failed, I would be completely blind.

While my husband was completing the admission procedures, I was overwhelmed with the thought of losing my eyes. But then I realized that I was a Falun Gong practitioner and should remain calm. Suddenly, I felt compelled to leave the hospital right away. I stood up and managed to push through the crowd. I trotted out of the hospital, found a taxi, and left for home.

I was not home for long when my husband returned. He tried to drag me back to the hospital. I desperately clung to the door and told him that I would rather die than return to the hospital. He called our relatives. Over 20 of them came to our home. They were shocked when they saw my eyes and found out about the diagnosis. They cried and encouraged me to go to the hospital for surgery.

I knew well in my heart that the hospital could not cure my eyes—only Falun Gong would be able to help. I had no other options. However, my husband still insisted that I go to the hospital for surgery.

“Falun Gong is purifying my body as I eliminate karma,” I said. “Please give me two days. I will study the Fa and do the exercises at home for two days. Then, if my eyes improve, we will not go to the hospital. If it does not change, I will go to the hospital.”

He agreed, saying, “And if your eyes can be cured by doing the exercises, I will practice Falun Gong, too.”

So I calmed down and read Zhuan Falun in tranquility. I could not open my left eye and could not see well with my right eye. I was in tears. Then I asked my niece to read to me. My niece read in tears. She read and cried, read and cried. I said, “You should not treat me this way, you should have faith that my eyes will recover; if you believe, then miracles will happen. You must support me and believe that this is the real truth of the universe.”

Then we both calmed down. I listened attentively, and suddenly I felt my eyeballs moving. I no longer felt sick. After everything quieted down during the evening, I felt like I had a lot to say to Master Li Hongzhi (the founder of Falun Gong). I put Zhuan Falun on the table and knelt down. “Master, please save me!” I said. “Please give me two eyes. I am only 43 years old. I still have a long way to go.” Then I started to meditate in the full lotus position. When I hurt, I recited to myself, “When it’s difficult to endure, you can endure it. When it’s impossible to do, you can do it.” (Zhuan Falun)

When I woke up the next morning, my mind was crystal clear. I could open my left eye slightly without tearing. I then went to the practice site to do the exercises. I felt as if I levitated up high when I was doing the first exercise. When I opened my eyes, I saw practitioners in neat rows. While I was holding the wheel on both sides of the second exercise, I felt someone holding my arms and correcting me. I thought it must be Master encouraging me.

Two weeks later, my eyes were completely recovered. My family and relatives all witnessed the miracle of Falun Gong. Many of them got Falun Gong books and started to practice.

But three weeks later, my left eye was red and swollen for over a week. It happened several times. My husband still wanted me to go to the hospital. I kept looking inward and found out that I was not considerate of my husband: I was stubborn and attached to myself, often insisting on my own way. Even if I was wrong, I would ask him to be the one to apologize. No loss, no gain! Once I came to understand this principle of the teachings, my husband no longer mentioned going to the hospital, and my eyes did not trouble me again.

On July 20, 1999, the CCP started the brutal persecution of Falun Gong. My husband gave fellow practitioners 20,000 yuan and supported our efforts to go to petition in Beijing. A group Fa-study was held in our house and there were many experience-sharing conferences in our house as well.

My husband stood guard outside whenever there was a conference. When the practitioners who were forced to flee their homes stayed in our house, my husband often treated them warmly without thinking of personal gain and loss.

My husband suffered from lower back pain. When it became severe, he could only stand for a few minutes. In 2010, the doctor recommended he have spinal surgery. Our son sought the experts from Beijing to treat him. My husband asked me to pack up his stuff to prepare for the surgery. I said, “I do not agree with the surgery. Can they guarantee success?”

My husband said nobody could guarantee it. I replied, “Falun Gong can guarantee that. You have witnessed the miracle that happened to me.”

Thinking that I meant that I did not want to take care of him, he rushed out in anger. I immediately sent righteous thoughts asking Master to help my husband. I knew he should not have the operation.

About two hours later, my husband came back with his bag. He said, “Did you send righteous thoughts for me?” He said the doctors had recommended a conservative treatment, which required high technology. If the surgery was unsuccessful, he would be paralyzed for life.

Then my husband started reading Zhuan Falun, one chapter a day. He also watched the Shen Yun Performing Arts DVDs and read other truth clarification materials. Sometimes, he did the exercises. Two weeks later, his lower back pain was cured without any medical treatment. Moreover, all his other illnesses were gone. He is now in perfect health. However, he has not started to seriously practice due to fear of the CCP’s brutal persecution.

Shenglian #fundie en.minghui.org

Half the year has passed, and I have a strong sense of urgency. What’s more, I feel that our time has been extended by our Master’s tremendous suffering in order for Dafa disciples to save more sentient beings at this most critical moment.

There are many questions I have to ask myself: Have I cherished the unprecedented opportunity of Master’s compassionate salvation? Have I advanced diligently in practicing Falun Dafa during the extended period of the Fa-Rectification? Is it true that I fully believe in Master and the Fa? Can I be considered a qualified Dafa disciple? Have I done the three things well to meet the standard set by Master?

Master taught us:

“Even now some people still can’t concentrate when it comes to reading the books. Those of you who do work for Dafa, especially, shouldn’t use any pretexts to conceal your not reading the books or studying the Fa. Even if you do work for me, your Master, you still need to study the Fa every day with a calm mind and cultivate yourself solidly.” (“Towards Consummation” from Essentials for Further Advancement II)

One day I read the section “A Clear and Clean Mind” in Lecture Nine of Zhuan Falun. My eyes fell on the words “A Clear and Clean Mind” for a long time.

Why didn’t I notice before that Master had used the word “Clean” instead of “Calm”?

There is a big difference in meaning between those two words, even though they share the same pronunciation (in Chinese) but have different spellings.

For a long time I had thought of “Clean” as “Calm,” as a result of my stubborn thoughts that had been unconsciously shaped by ordinary society.

What I had enlightened to in Dafa was that a superficial form of Fa-study shouldn’t be adopted. That is to say, through studying the Fa, I should be crystal clear about what I am learning.

Once while reading, I became distracted and drowsy. I knew I needed to pause in my reading to look for loopholes in my cultivation practice that the old forces were exploiting.

Looking within, I found I had had stubborn human attachments to thoughts that were formed in the human world. Obviously, they were imposed on me by the evil old forces who did not want me to obtain the Fa.

By interfering with me, they could easily make me deviate from Dafa.

I told myself that, henceforth, I must concentrate fully on the Fa with a pure and clean mind and with a down-to-earth attitude.

It was easier said than done, however. Although I stuck to my daily schedule to study the Fa, I was still distracted by my everyday people’s attachments.

For instance, in order to satisfy my curiosity, I often visited everyday people's websites or WeChat on the mobile phone to surf for all kinds of news. The news ranged from current political changes and scandal gossip, to therapies that increased longevity and the quality of life, etc.

In other words, I was thinking about how to have a better life in everyday society and was pursuing fame, material interests, and sentimentality. This took up a lot of my valuable time, which could have been used for Fa-study.

It was just like a frog that was content to sit in a pot of water that was warmed slowly until it was boiled to death. Shouldn’t I cherish the valuable time that is being extended by Master to study the Fa well and to save more sentient beings?

Having identified my attachments that caused this distraction, I took immediate action to eliminate them. It was clear that any distraction or selfishness could likely bring problems and ultimately affect the quality of my projects for letting people know the truth about Falun Dafa face-to-face.

I realized that wallowing in everyday people's websites was actually a disguised attachment to comfort, which had been arranged by the old forces. Most recently, I’ve been addicted to browsing the web on my phone.

As a result, my pursuit of love between a man and a woman was aroused again. I was even yearning for the happy, sweet life between lovers.

Dafa cultivation is serious. Nowadays, ordinary human society is very seductive and has a negative influence, which is getting stronger.

As Dafa practitioners, we can overcome any temptation if we cultivate ourselves well in Dafa. I believe that Master has made a way for us to escape those negative emotions.

Unknown author #fundie en.minghui.org

My wife and I started our cultivation in Falun Dafa in March 2015. We have experienced many miracles even though we haven't cultivated for very long.

My wife and I are both in our 60s. She had suffered serious rheumatoid arthritis and throat inflammation for many years. Her finger joints and ankles were terribly swollen, and she couldn't lift her arms because she had “frozen shoulder.” I had multiple injuries on my legs, knees, ankles and arms. Chronic headaches tortured me so badly I couldn't read anything for more than five minutes.

We heard about the benefits of Falun Dafa from several different practitioners and started practicing Falun Dafa following their recommendations. We have been blessed ever since. My wife's joints returned to normal and her other problems disappeared. My headaches stopped and I could read for a couple of hours with no problem. We can now go on long trips and even go hiking easily. The improvement in our health has validated the healing power of Falun Dafa! We have strong faith in Master and Dafa.

I had an unforgettable dream on October 28, 2016, in which I boarded the Fa boat and went to heaven. I would like share my dream with fellow practitioners.

In my dream, my wife and I seemed to have just left a train, but surprisingly found ourselves and countless fellow practitioners in a huge Fa boat. The copper-colored boat had a classic design and looked marvelous and beautiful! The bow and stern curled up high. Its flags flew in the breeze.

The middle of the boat had several floors of cabins and many people dressed in colorful clothes stood inside and outside them. Every smile looked familiar and benevolent. Every face radiated with joy and hope. People cheered but didn't shout. It was a warm and peaceful atmosphere. The boat was about to depart under a beautiful clear sky.

My wife and I stood at the lower side of the boat facing the shore with our hands upon the elegant rails. Looking up to the cabins, we saw thousands and thousands of fellow practitioners. Looking down, we saw waves and pebbles through the clear water.

Just an arm's length from us on the shore, crowds of people were bustling around in thick smog. None of them had a moment to look at us. We were surprised to see all the people, men and women, young and old, had dull-looking faces and lifeless eyes. Their movements were stiff. They behaved as they wished without a word to each other. We looked at them with an enthusiastic wish, but they completely ignored us.

Though we were so close to them, it was like two completely different worlds. I suddenly felt sad. Tears came to my eyes. It was a feeling I will never forget, a feeling of guilt.

A man dressed in a blue shirt and white pants shouted from the upper cabins, “Those who have boarded please take care of each other, and don't let any fellow practitioner be left behind. We are about to depart!” Yes, we all knew clearly that we couldn't miss this opportunity, as we had been waiting for it for thousands of years.

In a blink of an eye, we were in a divine world. Our bodies were light. A heavenly gate stood among the heavenly clouds. Every mountain looked like a Buddha. Every Buddha was as tall as a mountain. Along the roads were golden magnificent buildings with pillars decorated with jade. Pagodas, flying corridors, and pavilions were all in rosy clouds. The breeze was gentle. Incense burners, roads, trees, tiles, walls were all a shining golden color. No human words could describe the sacred beauty.

We walked forward devoutly, paying our respect at every temple we passed. Some temples had unique designs. One had a spiral-shaped wall around it. After circling around the wall, we saw statues of Buddhas either carved on the wall or in a recess. Every temple had Fa-guardian monks.

I entered a temple where a ceremony was going on. A sacred platform taller than a person was set up in the middle. Three Buddha statues with lotus seats were on the platform. Though I couldn't get close, I knew the one in the middle was the statue of Master! My wish finally came true. I stood up and put my palms together in a heshi gesture in front of Master's statue, disregarding the crowds of people around me.

I heard some loud wailing. A tall, strong-looking man with a big square face and big eyes had tears streaming down his face as he worshiped the Buddha statues. His clothes and hair looked like those of a terracotta soldier. After each kowtow, he knocked his head against the walls at his sides. He repeatedly kowtowed, wailed, and stood up. I could understand him. He had made a great wish to form a tie with Buddhas and had suffered tremendous hardship life after life, year after year, and finally stepped on this sacred land, finding his eternal home.

His penetrating wails shook my heart and I thought, “Why hadn't I been awakened to the Buddha Law earlier! Time is limited. Hurry up and let go of all attachments, remember what we promised, make progress diligently, and achieve righteous fruition!”

I calmed down and continued to walk up the hill. I saw a large ceremonial platform at the highest place. On the two sides of the platform were tall temples. Facing the platform were the Thousand Buddha Caves. On top of the three-floor ceremonial platform were three golden Buddhas, Master sitting on the lotus seat in the middle and two Bodhisattvas on the side. It was the majestic presence of Master's true body! Magic clouds lingered around him. The music arose. Buddha's grace illuminated all.

Countless practitioners continued to come to pay respect to Master. My wife arrived ahead of me. She stood still with her eyes closed and her hands pressed in front of her chest in heshi. I knelt down next to her, filled with gratitude to Master, but unable to utter a word. We were thrilled to see Master finally! We were with Master in person!

The alarm clock rang. It was 3:50 a.m., time for Falun Dafa practitioners around the world to send forth righteous thoughts. My wife was already prepared. I hurriedly got up and rearranged my clothes. My mind lingered on what I had seen in my dream, the departing Fa boat, the golden road, the golden tiles...the golden land of the Buddhas. Isn't it a golden heaven?

Post-Bathtub-Leviathon Award

His Insanity Level Is Over Nine Thousand!

Anonymous #fundie #god-complex en.minghui.org

Police officers in our area have been frequently knocking on practitioners' doors recently in a harassment campaign. To eliminate the evil in other dimensions, my mother and I began to send righteous thoughts every day for three to four hours each time.

One day, I saw a huge pipe in the air. One end led to the local police department, while a monk wearing a thick black robe sat at the other end. This monk was one of the old force gods and was directing the police to persecute Dafa disciples.

As I sent righteous thoughts, my body began to emit rows of pure, white lotus flowers. They floated to the police department and moved up the pipe to the monk. However, as soon as they touched the monk's body, they were corroded.

I asked Master for help and immediately felt my body becoming huge. The lotus flowers that came out of my body changed from white to gold. They landed on the old monk's body and slowly eroded his black robe.

The old monk turned into a young monk and pleaded for mercy. I continued to send righteous thoughts. I saw Master put him into a huge sack and throw the sack into a vat next to the police department. A lotus flower covered the top of the vat, while a fire burned at the bottom of it.

Another old god replaced the monk. He was instantly captured and changed into a cute little monk, hoping that I would spare his life. I put him into a sack and threw the sack into the vat.

After the first meddling god was destroyed, a thick, sticky coat made of tiny spirits was all that was left. They turned into black, sticky oil. I asked Master for help and used fire to burn them. Once the evil was eliminated, the pipe used to send evil spirits to the police department turned into a golden energy column.

The scene changed to the local courtroom. I saw two old force gods in the sky above. I caught them in a sack and put them into the vat to be destroyed. Master asked me to search for the old force god's main spirit. I managed to find it, and Master blasted it to shreds. The vat was also destroyed at the same time. The shreds were absorbed by the lotus flowers.

Earlier, I saw an evil spirit in my house. When I looked for it, I found it trapped in a corner by the lotus flowers. I eliminated it, and the lotus flower cleaned up the black substance left behind. I could feel the bad substances in my surrounding area being cleaned up by the lotus flowers.

I also saw the police officers who were harassing Dafa disciples becoming weak, as if they had lost their spirits. Each time I sent righteous thoughts throughout the following days, I saw the police officers who were involved in persecuting practitioners thrown into hell. The police department and courtroom were razed to the ground. Master set a golden shield over the area. His law body, gods and dragons were sent to guard the shield.

Through this period of frequently sending righteous thoughts for long periods of time, I experienced the power of believing in Master and the Fa. I also realized the importance of studying the Fa and sending righteous thoughts.

As I wrote this sharing, I suddenly thought of Master's teaching:

“Our Falun Dafa will protect practitioners from deviating. How does it protect you? If you are a true practitioner, our Falun will safeguard you. I am rooted in the universe. If anyone can harm you, he or she would be able to harm me. Put simply, that person would be able to harm this universe.” (Zhuan Falun)

Unknown author #fundie en.minghui.org

I have been cultivating Falun Dafa for more than 20 years and have gradually reached a state of enlightenment. My thoughts are connected with my bodies in other dimensions, which means that I can travel through different times and spaces. I am writing down what I saw when I traveled to a world in another dimension.

A local practitioner has been collaborating with me on Dafa projects. However, due to his tight work schedule and the birth of his child, he slacked off in cultivation and started to have very bad asthma symptoms.

I invited him over to my apartment, and for several days in a row, we studied Master’s teachings and did the exercises together. I helped him search inside himself. His symptoms improved, but did not go away completely.

After he fell asleep one night, I continued sending forth righteous thoughts. In a tranquil state, I could see his past lives. During a time in prehistory, he was the sea god, the same one described in Western mythology. He was the king of the oceans. The statues under the oceans were of mermen holding tridents. The offerings they displayed in front of their sea god were large white pearls inside shells. As I was observing the pearls, the ocean water suddenly lit up, and I could see shiny particles lining up, leading me towards a gate to another dimension.

In the other dimension there were three suns in the sky. When the temperature rose, the suns merged into one that radiated gentle, warm light.

I also saw several prosperous cities and towns. The people wore garments that resembled the Bohemian style in central Europe. The adult males were clothed in white fabric, with olive branches on their head that represented their social status. Females were dressed in red and gold, and they pulled their hair up. Young girls had their hair down and decorated with white lilies.

The knights took me to a group of buildings made of white jade stones. Different colored roses were blooming, and the air was filled with a pleasant fragrance. There were huge white pillars decorated with gold engravings in the main lobby. The ceilings were decorated in the same style. A rectangular water fountain took me through the main lobby to the golden royal throne. I saw white pearls on top of the water fountain. By the royal throne were 12 smaller seats. The furnishings were exceptionally rich and luxurious, but the vast palace was empty and quiet.

Outside there were a variety of landscapes with flowers and trees, as well as different architectural structures. I came to a round white building called the Crystal Palace, which was surrounded by many pillars. The inside of the palace was all crystals. The ceilings were transparent, and inlaid in the floor was a huge red rose in full bloom. Sitting south and facing north was a tall portrait of my fellow practitioner, opening up a Falun Gong banner in Tiananmen Square. He had a calm smile on his face and his eyes looked firm and fearless.

Hanging on the walls of the palace were portraits of this practitioner’s different images in his different lifetimes. One of the pictures showed him as the sea god holding a trident.

Light shone down on me in the center of the hall from the transparent dome. Suddenly, stars, galaxies and celestial bodies appeared in the center of the hall around me, as if I had entered the vast universe. In the center of the celestial body was a tiny galaxy surrounded by golden light—that was the small universe of our planet Earth.

Outside the Crystal Palace, a large number of divine warriors in several groups in close formation assembled in the vast grasslands. The divine warriors were dressed in leather armor, helmets, and boots, like those of ancient Rome. In front were nine dragon knights with huge dragon beasts by their sides, followed by warriors holding large shields, javelins, daggers, and other types of weapons.

On either side of the assembled warriors were two knights on divine horses with bears in front of them and centaurs behind them. A man wearing a golden olive branch came to me. Placing his right hand on his chest, he greeted me.

“Dear Fa-rectifying Dafa Disciple, thank you for coming to our Rose Country, and thank you for helping our king, your fellow practitioner. We hope you will convey our thoughts to him, our great king, and tell him that we miss him dearly. Please take this letter to him. And please accept our most heartfelt gratitude!”

Respectfully, I took the scroll sealed with a red rose insignia. The man retreated into the assembly, and the divine warriors once again bowed to me.

The warriors then began to pound out a rhythm with their swords and shields. The booming sound was like human heartbeats or brave soldiers shouting in the battlefield. The warriors' eyes had a firm and fearless look, which reminded me of how my fellow practitioner looked when he stood in Tiananmen Square with the banner in his hands.

Gradually, the heavenly scene started to blur and the sounds faded. For a long time, my heart was racing and I could not calm down.

Coming out of tranquility, I shared with my fellow practitioner what I’d experienced in the kingdom of the Rose Country. I relayed to him what I had read on the scroll.

The letter said:

Dear Honorable King,

You have left us and lived in the secular world for billions of years. We all miss you dearly. Although we cannot be with you, our love for you has not changed, but has only grown deeper.

My King, you are the mightiest because you dare to sacrifice yourself to safeguard justice for the universe; you are the most honorable because you have drained yourself for the everlasting happiness of our world.

As the universe is emerging from the old, you have worked endlessly to save our world and our lives. We will live and die with you till the end.

With love,

Your Heavenly Family

My fellow practitioner’s eyes filled with tears. He regretted not cultivating diligently. Ever since then, we’ve helped each other to follow Master’s teachings and cultivated together. He soon broke through the old forces’ arrangements and returned to cultivating diligently.

Unknown author #fundie en.minghui.org

My daughter was two-years-old in the winter of 2004, and everyone said she was a pretty girl.

I noticed one day that her right eye was red when she woke up from a nap, and there was a white dot under the iris. I thought there was some discharge, so I rubbed her eye and tried to remove it. But the dot remained.

I realized there was a problem, but it was late in the day, so my husband and I took her to see a doctor the following day.

She was diagnosed with keratitis (inflammation of the cornea of the eye). We then spent two days going to other hospitals but got the same diagnosis. Doctors said it could reoccur after an infection and that the whole eyeball could turn white. It was incurable because there were no nerves there, and no medication could reach the area.

My husband and I were shocked and saddened!

Although I had been practicing Falun Dafa for seven years, my understanding of Dafa's teachings was not solid. I applied medication and ointment to my daughter's eye for six months, but nothing worked. My heart broke whenever I saw her eye.

One day in the summer of 2005, I picked my daughter up from daycare. She was eating a fried doughnut twist. I felt very sad about the problem with her eye and then thought of Master Li (the founder of Falun Dafa), closed my eyes, and said: “Master, please help us. Only you can help.”

Then my daughter said, “Mom, it’s Master!”

I opened my eyes immediately and asked, “What did you say?”

“Mom, it’s Master!”

“Where?” I asked.

“There.” My daughter pointed to my left shoulder.

I did not dare to look, as I felt I wasn't worthy of seeing him. I had asked Master for help before when my daughter was in trouble, and Master took care of her. I felt ashamed but excited. I knew there was hope that my daughter's eye would be healed.

When my daughter opened her eyes the next morning, I saw they were clear and pretty with no sign of the keratitis. Although I had expected a change, I was still surprised at the reality. I could not express my gratitude with words!

Later, I talked to my husband. He did not say anything, but I could see he was thankful. He was against my cultivation because Falun Dafa practitioners are severely persecuted in China.

My daughter is 14 now, healthy, and pretty. She knew it was Master who gave her beautiful bright eyes.

She always said: “Fortunately Master has saved me. Otherwise, would I not be blind?”

Thank you, Master.

Unknown author #fundie en.minghui.org

Cultivation in Falun Dafa is a process of eliminating attachments to fame, personal interests, and emotions amongst ordinary people, so that we can elevate to a higher realm. Before I practiced cultivation, I was very focused on relationships. I had deep attachments to my parents, siblings, husband, and child. It was very muddled. Love, affection, hatred, and bitterness were like ropes that tied me down. After I began cultivating, I knew I needed to let go of these, but I was unable to completely abandon them. Through continuously studying the Fa, I am gradually stepping forward from humanness. I would like to share some of my cultivation experiences.

In my family, I was most attached to my mother. I don't know what kind of predestined relationships we had in the past. Since I was very young, I knew to take care of my mother and help her with housework. I also chatted with her often and told her everything that was on my mind. There was nothing we didn't share. I deeply understood and appreciated how much she suffered for our family. She was also a cultivator. However, because she was too attached to emotions, she wasn't able to be diligent in her cultivation in Falun Dafa and neglected Fa studies, righteous thoughts, and truth-clarification. As a result, she was taken advantage of by the old forces and passed away two years ago.

Just one month after she passed away, my father remarried. They both wore new clothes and looked happy. When I thought about my mother going to work in ragged clothes, my heart was pained. But I reminded myself that I was a cultivator. I decided not to cry or make a fuss. Instead, I comforted my younger brother and sister and told them we were not just ordinary people. We needed to have high requirements for ourselves according to Master's Fa. My father and mother's predestined relationship in this world was over. It was time for them to part ways. Everything that has happened was guided by predestined relationships.

Due to the persecution, Dafa practitioners' children have endured misunderstandings, mistreatment, and abuse by ordinary people, just as adult practitioners did. When Dafa practitioners were forced to leave their homes, the children had no one to take care of them and suffered from poor nutrition and a lack of clothes. As a result, when Dafa practitioners return home, it is easy for them to fall into the trap of emotional attachments. They often give the children everything they ask for and try to provide the best food and clothes. I myself have done this, too. Fortunately, Master awoke me just in time. I asked myself, "What is truly beneficial to the children?" Material wealth and comfort are only in passing. The best thing we can do for our children is to help them obtain the Fa and cultivate diligently, so that they can return home with Master.

Zhao Lie #fundie en.minghui.org

After I gave birth to my daughter, I found that she was born disabled, with her right foot twisted far to the right. We were in despair because we had no money for medical treatment. In 2007, my aunt came from the city to visit us, and she noticed the problem. At that time, my daughter was only six months old. My aunt told us, “When she starts to talk, you need to teach her to say, Falun Dafa is good! Truthfulness- Compassion-Forbearance is good.” I immediately promised that I would.

As soon as I said the words, Auntie looked at my daughter's foot again and her twisted foot was already corrected! It happened in less a minute. A disabled baby became normal. I was overwhelmed with joy and had no words to express my feelings. Master Li Hongzhi cured my child - the miracle happened instantly. This is the power of Falun Dafa! We are so grateful for Master’s great compassion in saving our child and thank all Dafa practitioners who daily risk their lives to offer people salvation!

Now my whole family has quit the evil CCP. My daughter is four years old and she is a healthy and normal child. Thank you for the Falun Dafa website. Our whole family sends greetings to Master Li! Falun Dafa is indeed good!

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