Cultivation Legend: A Never Forgotten Dream

A Dafa Disciple in Mainland Ch

PureInsight | January 30, 2003

[] One night in late May of 1997, my husband brought home a booklet called "Falun Dafa Lecture in Sydney" from his friend and he asked me to read it to my mother-in-law, who was in her 80s and sick in bed. My husband told me that the text was shining and Master's fashen was on the booklet, and that my mother-in-law would be able to recover very soon if she read it. When I took hold of this booklet I was unable to put it down. The more I read, the more I was convinced. Suddenly I understood that the meaning of our lives is to return to the true self. I went to see a friend's wife who was a Dafa disciple and asked her whether she had more of Master's books, and told her that I would like to bring all books home. She told me that she had all of Master's books, and she also told me that I should learn the exercises. I said that was wonderful, because I had been seeking the best practice that could cultivate both mind and body for a long time. My wish came true. At that moment my happiness was beyond words. I looked at Master's image, and I felt that Master was kind and somehow familiar to me. I began to go down the road of Dafa cultivation.

One day on July 1997, I was taking a nap. In my dream I was standing in the wilderness and watching the limitless great earth. Suddenly I saw Master standing in a lotus with a golden child standing beside him. I stood there and watched Master and the golden lotus rising slowly. I shouted with all my strength, "Master, Master!" I felt Master waving a hand to me and telling me to cultivate Dafa well. I answered in my heart unceasingly. While I was running, I was shouting to Master. While shining forth with mighty and incomparable dignity, Master's golden lotus seat rose into the highest sky. Then I woke up and was at a loss. My whole body was soaked in sweat. My voice was a little bit hoarse and tears were in my eyes. This is the first dream that I could remember. The colors and scenes I saw were so real that I knew that they were reality in other dimensions.

One night at 11 PM on June 1997, I was in bed in between wakefulness and sleep. I saw Master standing at an extremely high place. A beam of yellow light from his palm illuminated my bed and it immersed it in golden light. A warm current suddenly came down from the top of my head and went through my body to my feet. This feeling was beyond words. At that time I did not yet understand what was going on. Later on I realized that Master was doing guanding to purify my body.

Whenever I do not advance diligently, I recall what Master has done and endured for his disciples. I think that a Dafa disciple should clarify the truth and save sentient beings, so that Dafa disciples don't let Master and sentient beings down in the process of Fa-rectification in the universe.

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