(Clearwisdom.net)
I have been to Beijing to safeguard the Fa twice, and both times I came back safely. I know that I have incarnated life after life just for the Fa, and that we Falun Dafa practitioners have waited for hundreds of thousands of years just to assist Teacher in the Fa-rectification process today.
Before July 20, 1999, I had a very clear dream: all of my fellow practitioners were going to fly away, but I still couldn't bear to leave my family, so I went home to say goodbye, and as a result I was left out. I beat my breast and stamped my feet and cried loudly, and woke up to a painful feeling of it being too late to repent. Things turned out exactly as in the dream! All of my fellow practitioners booked taxis to the railway station the same night to take the train to Beijing to appeal for Falun Gong. My mother suggested that I stay and deal with family members, and I also felt that I would leave more calmly if I told them first. The result can well be imagined: my family members absolutely did not allow me to leave. I regretted my actions so much that that I couldn't fall sleep. I felt so bad not passing the test, even with Teacher's earlier hints, that I got up at three o'clock in the morning and went directly to the railway station. With a lot of trouble I finally boarded the earliest train to Beijing. At that time I thought that the authorities might treat us the same way as the students in the 1999 Tiananmen Square protests -- shooting us with machine guns and crushing us with tanks. But "Having heard the Dao in the morning, a person can die at dusk." (from Falun Buddha Fa Lecture at the Assistants' Fa Conference in Changchun, provisional translation subject to further improvement). I'm a cultivator who had obtained this great Fa, "To live with no pursuits, to die with no regrets." ("Non-Existence" from Hong Yin, unofficial translation.) If I had to continue to live dishonorably and knowingly did not repay the kindness I had been given, I would rather die.
Upon arriving at Tiananmen Square, while I was wondering how to find the Appeal Office, I happened to come across seven or eight fellow practitioners from the Northeast. Later on I learned that in order to come to Beijing to safeguard the Fa, some of them had sold their properties, some had borrowed money, and some had borrowed on their mortgage. One couple even left their two-year-old baby with their parents and took all their savings to come to Beijing. All Master's disciples have a firm heart to cultivate to the end. Luckily I ran into them; otherwise a girl like me who didn't have any sense of direction at all would feel helpless in such a heavily guarded, big city as this.
That July, Beijing was hit by a heat wave so intense that it was not likely to happen again in a century. The whole city was like a big steam bath, and it was difficult to even breathe. To save money, we slept in the parks and bus stations. Later we met other practitioners at Wangfujing. After contacting more people, we decided to divide up into different groups and break through the blockade to appeal at the State Department's Appeal Office. Several of us first went to Beihai Park, but we were unprepared to see sentry posts and police vans every few steps. The plainclothes police even eavesdropped on the crowds. Many practitioners arrived here, too, but were quickly accosted and arrested. Fortunately, we got away. All of Beijing was cowering in terror, and I could feel the evil substances fouling the air everywhere. It was as if evil itself had filled the entire space between heaven and earth, constraining everyone.
I need to mention that, while I was waiting for someone at the library, and with no intention at all, I saw the book Centuries by Nostradamus. As I casually turned the pages, it opened to the page that said, "In the year 1999, seventh month, From the sky will come a great King of Terror..." This made me even more clear-minded and stout- hearted. Safeguarding Teacher and safeguarding Dafa are the duties of Dafa practitioners. We won't be afraid even if the great King of Terror comes from the sky.
Seven or eight days passed. The money I had left was only enough for a return ticket. I carelessly cut my foot and had to limp as I followed other practitioners busily running about for two days. My foot got infected, kept oozing pus, and caused me unbearable pain. Every day they hustled to establish connections with fellow practitioners, and at night they just slept outdoors in a park. To save money they stopped taking public transportation and just walked everywhere under the burning sun. I was too much of a burden and decided to go home. When I got home I literally had not even a penny left in my pocket.
Then I learned that the police had intercepted all the taxis that my fellow practitioners from the nearby practice sites had taken to the train station and that they had all been arrested. Every practitioner was illegally interrogated, detained, and fined. Even the taxi drivers were fined several thousand yuan [500 Yuan is the average monthly income for an urban worker in China]. After I told local practitioners what had happened in Beijing, about how selfless and fearless our fellow practitioners were, about their great benevolence and forbearance, and their stories of firmly safeguarding the Fa, they were all greatly encouraged. Being of one mind, no matter if Dafa practitioners are tens of miles or tens of thousands of miles apart, no matter how ominous and dangerous the environments are, because we all have one Teacher, and we practice cultivation in one great Fa, even though we are not family members, we are closer than family members. As soon as we get to know each other, we treat each other with such kindness, and we care about and trust each other without any obstacles. This is the breadth of vision of practicing Truthfulness, Compassion, and Forbearance.
To all of my fellow practitioners, both those that I know and those I do not yet know: "With righteous thoughts and righteous actions, he is diligent without letting up,"(from Teacher's article "A Righteous God") the day of the Fa rectifying the human world is near.
March 8, 2003
