Master Enlightened Me During My Predicament

A Falun Dafa practitioner in Heilongjiang Province, China

PureInsight | June 27, 2010

[] It is a rare opportunity for me to share my cultivation experiences with fellow practitioners during this moment of great concern for sentient beings.

I owe my ability to walk the path of Dafa cultivation to Master's blessings and protection, as well as the unselfish help from fellow practitioners over the last fourteen years.

In the spring of 2003, I returned from Liaoning to Heilongjiang Province for family reasons, and afterward was unable to get in touch with any local practitioners for over four months. I lost the practice environment that Master had arranged. It was as if a lost child couldn't find her home. I felt dismay and helplessness.

Even though I studied the Fa and did the exercises every day, I couldn't quiet my mind. When I went out, I saw walls posted with signs that read, “Falun Dafa is Good” and “The world needs Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance,” and other messages. But I was unable to find any other Dafa practitioners.

I asked myself what I should do when other practitioners were validating Dafa and telling people about the practice and the persecution? I couldn't just wait. I bought red stickers and a thick marker and started making small signs in the evening. I went out with my little granddaughter to post them, hiding them inside my clothing on the way to rural areas. When I didn't see anyone around, I'd post them on a wall or door.

Although I had learned to do this, but being without the company other practitioners I still felt lonely. I always wondered where or when Master's new articles or lectures were published. The separation from a group of Dafa practitioners gave me a hard time. When eating, I could not eat much and lost a lot of weight. In a dream, I was running around in the midst of a huge wasteland and couldn't find my home. I felt nervous during the day, and thought of my deceased husband who had accompanied me for the last forty years. The loneliness was so overwhelming that I couldn't persist in Fa study and doing the exercises.

Around 10 o'clock one evening, a woman called me, asking if she had reached the Department of Transportation. I told her it wasn't; it was a private residence. Then she asked me whether I knew about Falun Gong? I answered, “yes.” She said, “I have heard that the place where you live is full of evil and many Dafa practitioners have been arrested.” She then talked about Falun Dafa. I was pretty sure that she was a Dafa practitioner. I told her my feelings and asked to meet her. She said it wasn’t possible because she called from Taiwan. She called to explain the facts to everyday people in Mainland China.

I was very touched. Another practitioner, hundreds of miles away on the other side of the Taiwan Strait, made phone calls to validate Dafa and explain the truth about Falun Dafa and the persecution. She relied on Master's requirements and a firm mind toward Dafa. Dafa disciples are really terrific! Comparing myself with her, I felt ashamed. I told myself that I couldn't be depressed any longer. I needed to brace myself and get rid of my fear. I needed to tell people that Falun Dafa is good and to expose the evil! What was I afraid of? As Master said in “Benevolent Might” (Hong Yin):

“Dafa is what you carry everywhere,
Zhen Shan Ren, rooted in the mind;
A great Arhat walks the earth,
Gods and demons fear with awe.”

Teacher and Dafa are with us. I would find my home when I tell people the facts. I began with my relatives. They all knew I practiced Falun Dafa and had seen my positive physical changes and asked me whether I had taken any medicine. I told them that I have never taken any medicine and told them that the Tiananmen Square self-immolation incident was a ruse, that Falun Dafa is a righteous Way, and more.

One day, I received a parcel sent from Taiwan containing a photo with Master's image radiating a golden light and a Taiwanese version of a weekly magazine. I couldn't refrain from shedding tears. Facing Master's photo, I kept repeating, “Thank you, Master! Thank you, Master!” I knew it was His arrangement.

Master compassionately protects me when I feel helpless and enlightens me when I encounter tribulations; when I had difficulties, He let another practitioner, separated by a vast ocean, help me selflessly. What can I do without Master's care, as well as concern from other practitioners? Because I am a Dafa disciple, that miracle appeared, which is beyond the imagination of ordinary people. How many telephones are there in China and even just in Heilongjiang Province? Why would the call come to me? Was it by chance? Would ordinary people understand it or have done it? This is Master's compassion and the magic of Dafa. No words of gratitude can express my thoughts. Only with a genuinely great mindset and heart, a firm belief in Master and Dafa, will we walk well on the path He arranges for us and do well the three things. Thus, we will be able to live up to Master's efforts and become qualified Dafa disciples.

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