PureInsight | April 21, 2014
[PureInsight.org] I am 76 years old this year and I want to share an account of how I was able to break through my tribulations.
Because my Coronary Heart Disease had relapsed, I was forced to go to the hospital. In the hospital I saw a copy of Zhuan Falun. After reading it once I thought, this is not an ordinary book; I am cultivating now so I should leave the hospital. Before leaving the hospital, my body was examined and it was found that my heart disease hadn’t alleviated in the slightest. Hence, the doctor had prescribed me a lot of medicine. As soon as I got home I tossed the medicine aside and went to a practice site without delay.
Ever since I started cultivation, I wake up at 4am to participate in morning exercise practices. At night I study the Fa and do sitting meditation. I made sure that I read three lectures every day, and once a year I listen to Master’s Jinan Lecture as well. During the first two months, my heart disease often recurred. Every time this happened I would become dizzy and my legs would go weak. I wouldn’t be able to raise my hands either. At this time I remembered Master’s words: “When you feel worse, it means that, ‘when something reaches the extreme it reverses,’ and your whole body will be purified. It has to be completely purified. The root of your health problem has been plucked out now, and only that little bit of black qi is left, coming out on its own, so that you have a little hardship and go through some difficulty. If you didn’t bear anything it really wouldn’t work” (Zhuan Falun). Two months later, all my ailments disappeared without a trace. I truly obtained a body that was light and free of illnesses.
During those times I went out to spread the Fa every day. I felt immense energy running throughout my entire body. I would go with fellow practitioners to markets, neighborhoods, and sometimes even the countryside. All Dafa activities – whether it was group practice, watching video tapes, Fa-conferences, whether it was windy or raining, night or day, I would always attend them. Once, a Fa conference was held some 20 miles away, and it was snowing really hard. Ten of us crammed into a four-wheeled vehicle and made it to the conference site. All of us were covered with snow. Ice had even formed on the surface of our bodies. The conference site was an open space in the countryside. The ground was covered with snow while piercing winds blew overhead. We sat in the snow, not moving a single jot.
My two sons both have families and I have a grandson from each of them. In order to allow my sons to work without worries, as well as to contribute to society, I and my husband covered all of their household expenditures with our wages. I was also in charge of household duties. My relatives sometimes even told me that I was prosperous but didn’t know how to indulge myself. However, I knew in my heart why I did things this way. During those times, this household really was both harmonious and blissful. When others heard of it, they would both be amazed and envious.
I Saw a Sky Full of Falun
The evil’s persecution of Falun Gong had begun July 20, 1999. When 20-or-so fellow practitioners received this information, we immediately went to the provincial capital to petition. Outside the enclosure of the provincial government, some several thousand Dafa practitioners had gathered from across the province. All of us stood in an orderly fashion. When I looked up, I saw that the sky was full of dancing Falun of various colors. Later, we returned on a bus and shared during the journey. “Dafa has been inflicted with demonic interference. The time meant to test us has come. Is this really something we need Master to tell us personally? No matter what enormous tribulations lay ahead of us, we must steadfastly persist on the road of cultivation.”
My First Kidnapping and Ensnarement; the Death of my Youngest Son
Afterwards, Dafa practitioners from various places unceasingly went to Beijing to petition. The first batch of practitioners from our county included a group of 10-or-so people. After arriving at the State Department and before a word had even been spoken, the evil started arresting these practitioners. After hearing this, I and a fellow practitioner immediately got on a coach en route to Beijing. As soon as we arrived in Hebei, many police officers started boarding the bus looking for Dafa practitioners. In order to get to Tiananmen, I and the fellow practitioner got off the bus and followed the railroad into Beijing. At the time the weather had already become very cold. While bustling about in the daytime it wasn’t so cold. However, once it reached night time – not to mention in the desolate wilderness, and with the addition of a north wind, it became exceptionally cold. I and the fellow practitioner found some big woven bags and went to sleep in a ditch. While reciting Hong Yin, we eventually dozed off without feeling cold.
For our involvement in petitioning, the evil imprisoned us in our county’s detention center. Inside the detention center, we fellow practitioners formed a single body. We didn’t wear prisoner uniforms, we didn’t do labor, we didn’t work shifts, and we did not participate in roll calls. We woke up every day at 4am to do the exercises. During the daytime we studied the Fa. Because there weren’t many books, everyone started transcribing. Everyone had transcribed a big bag of Master’s scriptures. However, because the police continuously searched us, we started to memorize the Fa. Later we transcribed Zhuan Falun using nine notebooks – every notebook contained a lecture. In this way, it became easier for everyone to alternate in studying the Fa. It also became easier to conceal the books.
One night, I had a dream. While I was walking, a big hole suddenly appeared in front of me. As I was trying to comprehend this dream, the police looked for me, saying that my son had died in an accident and that they would allow me to go home and make his funeral arrangements. As it turned out, as my son was having an epilepsy attack, his brain was damaged and started bleeding, and no one was around at home to treat him in time. My grandson, still wearing his morning apparel, also came to the detention center. After seeing this, I immediately enlightened that this was the evil utilizing my family circumstance in an attempt to force my hand. Others who came included people in my workplace. Also, the conditions for my return were that I would cooperate with their “transformation”. I immediately thought of that dream, realizing that Master was already giving me hints. I sat quietly for a moment before saying, “My son died, and I am very sorrowful. However, we don’t follow the tradition of the elderly participating in a son’s funeral procession. You are using my son’s funeral procession to force me to transform by making a condition. Do you not find this base?” After saying these words, I turned my head and walked back into the prison.
My Second Kidnapping and Ensnarement; by taking part in Organized Crime, my Older Son is also Ensnared
During the previous time, I was illegally detained in the detention center for 9 months. Because I was passing out flyers, I was again illegally kidnapped into a detention center in just under a year after I was released. This time, the evil arranged to send me to a force labor camp. During the whole journey I clarified the truth to them. After arriving at the labor camp it was already noon. The police allowed me to eat with them. I said, “I have already said this much. You should understand by now what Falun Gong is about. You should make sure to remember that Falun Dafa is good; that truthfulness, compassion, forbearance is good. This is for your own good. Despite the fact that you took me to a labor camp today, I don’t hate you. This is merely your work.” One of the police chiefs turned and said to another officer, “She is truly good. We have no choice.” While saying this, they put the dishes in front of me, and even filled my bowl with food. In the afternoon I went to the labor camp for an examination. My blood pressure was extremely high and I was therefore rejected by the labor camp. I knew that this was Master taking care of his disciple.
Later I was again kidnapped and taken to a detention center. Not long after, my eldest son was also imprisoned due to some injuries he received from participating in organized crime. The police even said that while I stringently focused on being a good person, my son only wanted to be a bad person; it really was like two opposite ends of a spectrum. After hearing this I thought, my son has walked onto an evil path and it must have something to do with me as well. However, I had already fulfilled all of my responsibilities for him. From when he was little I taught him to be good. After he was married, I even took charge of all his household duties, and yet he still wanted to do bad things. Practitioners can only give compassion and not become sentimental. Perhaps this is just how his life is supposed to be. He chose to not walk a righteous path and who can alter his life? Even if it is a mother-son relationship, he cannot alter my truthfulness, compassion, forbearance cultivation. He had already committed a crime and could even ruin my reputation. I have no choice but to do even better in my actions to validate Dafa’s greatness.
I became more and more steadfast in my faith in Master and the Fa. I unceasingly clarified the truth and promoted Dafa to convicts imprisoned together with me. I even taught them the exercises when we were allowed outside for fresh air. As long as there were government officials making inspections on the center, I would yell, “I practice Falun Gong. The labor camp even rejected me. Why won’t you release me?” They were all left speechless and left the center dejected. The number of inspectors was increasing as well. They were afraid of me yelling and so I was transferred to a detention center.
At the detention center, the police officers locked us steadfast Dafa Disciples into a single cell. On New Year’s Day, I found some red chalk and wrote on a cell wall: ‘Gong cultivation has a way, the heart is the path /Dafa has no bounds, hardship serves as the ferry. Note: Falun Dafa from Hong Yin.’ We then spoke in unison, “We wish Great Master a Happy New Year”! We then proceeded to recite all of Master’s 72 Hong Yin verses.
Not Long After Husband Develops Cancer, Daughter also Undergoes Surgery for Cancer
This time the evil ensnared me for three whole years, wasting so much time that I could have used towards saving sentient beings. After I got home, I immediately spent the entire day finding fellow practitioners to share with.
However, before long my husband was confirmed to have developed late-stage lung cancer. My husband is very sincere; he merely has a bad temper. Back when I was illegally abducted, my son and daughter-in-law both wanted to send me some money and clothes. However, my husband would rage into a temper and not allow them to send them, saying that it was his fault that this happened. This time, although he got sick, he remembered Dafa, as he knew that by cultivating Falun Gong, I had cured a very obstinate coronary heart disease. My body had become even healthier than when I was young; how could he not believe it! I sent a Dafa book to his hospital bed, and let him read it himself. When he wasn’t reading the book, I explained to him the principles of Dafa such as how to look within. His illness was cured very quickly; though chemotherapy caused hair loss in others, his hair was excellent and undamaged. He also knew to help me to make and deliver truth clarification materials. He said whenever I needed him for deliveries, he would ride on his tricycle to head out right away. Seeing him walking on the path of cultivation made me very happy.
Before long, I received a call from my son-in-law, who said that my daughter had contracted breast cancer and was currently having surgery. However, during that time, fellow practitioners were doing a great job delivering materials and clarifying the truth. I was bustling and energetic all day long; I did not use any time for leisure. For instance, with regards to folding truth clarification materials, in order to make sentient beings cherish them, we would always fold them properly before packing them into the bag.
I went to bed every night at 9, and would wake up at 12 to send forth righteous thoughts. Afterwards, I would start folding materials. I fold materials in a little space in a store room of about 2 square metres. The summers are abnormally humid and my clothes would become drenched in sweat. Little red dots would appear all across my back and waist area. No matter how much they itched, I would ignore them. However, the yellow liquid seeping out practically glued my clothes to my body. Every time when I took the shower, I had to soak the clothes first before I was able to take them off. By then, I had already folded and packed into a bag several thousand copies of truth clarification materials. By the time the sky became bright, I would have the materials all split into portions. Sometimes fellow practitioners would come to get them; other times I would ask my husband to send them. Every day was like this. To be honest, I didn’t even have time to grieve over my daughter.
My husband still advised me to rest for a few days and check on my daughter. This is a time where she really needs you; you should use this time to clarify the truth about Dafa to her. I thought that he was right, that this was the perfect opportunity to clarify the truth to her and people in the hospital. In a few days I had clarified the truth about everything that I had planned to clarify. Some fellow practitioners didn’t even know that I had left the house and thought that I was home all along.
Small Daughter in Law gets Married; Eldest Son is Imprisoned Again; Husband Passes Away
I treat my daughters-in-law like my own daughters and they all respect me. I have a daughter-in-law who is still very young. After my youngest son passed away, she stayed in my home for 5 to 6 years before remarrying, leaving my grandson with me. A year later, my eldest son was again implicated in the crime he committed before. He was again sent to prison.
During these few years, family conflicts came flying at me one after another. However, I became calmer in my cultivation.
However, even if I cultivate, it wouldn’t work if I don’t follow the standards of a cultivator. My husband walked on the road of cultivation because of his illness. After his illness was cured, he became relaxed. Although he did do things to validate Dafa, it wasn’t often that he did so willingly. Whenever I had him clarify the truth, he would feel very awkward. Seeing how little I rested and how energetic in doing Dafa work, he would say, “This is not something anyone can do. I want to be like the way you are; I also know that you are capable of letting go of anything. However, I really am not able to do it. Seeing my grandson, I can’t help but have human emotions and feel sorry for him. On the matter of our daughter-in-law remarrying, initially it wasn’t such a big deal, but then she left our grandson in our custody, which made me feel wronged. Now that our son is back in prison, who knows how many years he’ll get. Sorry, I really just can’t let go of any of it.”
Master had prolonged his life. He was originally supposed to pass away from lung cancer, and yet he lived an additional six years. When my husband passed away, our only remaining son was in prison, and his nephews brought the two grandsons to observe the vigil. At the time, I was home making truth clarification materials and I did not take a break. When people came I received them, and then told them how he had suffered from cancer for six years. If it wasn’t for Falun Gong, he would have long passed away. It is because he cultivated Falun Dafa that he lived additional years. Everyone knew of his situation, so upon clarifying the truth, everyone was able to accept it. Once it was night time I did the exercises and sent forth righteous thoughts at the times I was supposed to.
During these years, I have grasped Dafa very tightly; I knew that everything arises from Dafa. I have already memorized Zhuan Falun 10 times. Fellow practitioners have already printed all of Master’s lectures into books – we have about 40 of them. I have already read all of them four times.
I know from the Fa principles that when one person cultivates, the whole family benefits. Looking from the outside, it doesn’t look as if my family received any kind of benefits. However, I would say everyone in my family has benefited more than just a little. If I had not cultivated Falun Dafa, my husband and daughter would not have had their lives extended, not to mention becoming lives that had obtained the Fa. Although they passed away, it is still a being’s eternal honor. If I hadn’t cultivated, my eldest son would have had no opportunity to turn good. After the second time he was imprisoned, he was already on his way back and he had already decided he did not want to meddle with people from criminal organizations any more. He was only imprisoned again because the case from before implicated him. My two daughters-in-law and grandsons both know to behave according to truthfulness, compassion, and forbearance. Because they knew how to be tolerant of the opposite party, we had a very harmonious family life. Even with my youngest son who passed away early, by virtue of having a mother who cultivated Falun Dafa, he would thus reincarnate and have a wonderful future.
Looking back, these heavy forms of interference really weren’t much. I could even say that I surpassed these heavy forms of interference and firmly walked the road of validating Dafa. However in actuality, during each tribulation, it was Master that helped me let go of my human emotions. Only then could I have calmly walked through them.
Translated from: http://www.zhengjian.org/node/127540
