PureInsight | April 9, 2006
[PureInsight.org] On April 3rd and 4th,
activities were held on Ottawa's Parliament Hill for the opening of the
parliamentary session to denounce and publicize the evil concentration
camps in China. I had collected the 25 signatures required to present
my petition to my MP so that she could read it in the House of Commons.
I couldn't go to Ottawa, so I asked a fellow practitioner to give it to her for me. So I took the subway on Sunday April 2nd
to go and give it to this practitioner. I sat at the subway station and
started memorizing Fa. The train came, I entered, and then came out at
the next station where the practitioner lives.
Walking down the street I took out my notebook to see what his address
was, and realized I had lost the petition sheet. Because of my
righteous thoughts and Zhen-Shan-Ren, I could buffer the situation, and
wasn't so worried, but I was concerned that sentient beings were
actually counting on me, and this was a major interference. Right then,
I started looking around the street, than went in the subway station,
but I couldn't find it. It was probably in the train. The ticket
collector told me I had to go to the other end of the subway line to
pick up the train I had taken, when it was its way back. I started
sending forth righteous thoughts and went, took the train on its way
back, sat at the same place as I had in the first place.
I couldn't understand how this could have happened while I was
memorizing Fa. So while sending forth righteous thoughts I looked
inward to see which loopholes the old forces had taken advantage of.
I first saw the face of this girl I had the attachment to "making sure
I wasn't being attached to." Then, sorely looking further, I saw I was
thinking highly of myself. I realized that, because I was doing so many
Dafa activities, I was probably better than other practitioners. I took
the firm resolution to let go completely of those garbage thoughts.
Sometimes I was thinking about how I would explain how I had searched
around the subway lines to find the petition but couldn't, or maybe
could, but, then again, I knew these were all thoughts created by the
old forces. I sent forth righteous thoughts even more.
The petition was not in the train, was not on any platforms where it
could have landed with movement of the air when the doors opened and
closed. I stayed at the station near where the practitioner lives, and
waited again for the train to see if maybe I hadn't taken the same one
on my second time as on my first time.
It wasn't. So I decided to go home, and thought I was a big idiot. But
still, I was sending righteous thoughts and knew I was wrong to insult
myself.
When I came out of the train at my station, I decided to go to the
platform downstairs where I first took the train. I saw my petition
sheet folded in two under the bench on which I had first sat, under the
legs of a woman. I took it, unfolded it, and saw the signatures I had
collected. So I sat down, happily, and had the thought that it would be
wrong to be complacent, and feel relieved, because that too could be
taken advantage of by the old forces.
I lost and hour and a half of my time, but I got to enlighten to three loopholes:
1-Stop being attached to "making sure I'm not attached";
2-Stop thinking I am better than other practitioners;
3-Never slack off and think everything is alright but just keep righteous thoughts.
