(Clearwisdom.net) I started practicing Falun Dafa in 1998. With Teacher's compassion and protection, I've experienced many miracles during my thirteen years of cultivation.
Teacher Allowed Me to See the Sentient Beings in My World
I was arrested and taken to a detention center in the spring of 2002. Guards incited the inmates to beat me, breaking several of my ribs. I almost died at that time. The guards were afraid to take responsibility for their actions and took me to a hospital.
Hospital staff prepared an IV infusion for me, but I refused it, and requested to see my family first. I also wanted those persecutors to pay financial compensation for causing serious injuries with their brutal beating. On the third day, I began doing the Falun Gong exercises and sending forth righteous thoughts. If I had not been a practitioner, I wouldn't have dared to even think about moving from the bed, considering how badly I was injured. I did the sitting meditation in the evening, and the standing exercises in the daytime. The guard monitoring me tried to stop me, but didn't want to use violence openly. Eventually, the guard just stood outside my room and watched me from the window.
The area around my fractured ribs began to discharge some liquid, which moved into my rib cage. The medical staff was very concerned and extracted liquid from my body every two or three days. The nurse inserted a large needle into my rib cage, going in from the back. I was very calm. I know what a cultivator can achieve with the help of Teacher.
Teacher said,
"Cultivation depends on one’s own efforts, while the transformation of gong is done by one’s master." (from Zhuan Falun)
I refused all anesthetic injections. I sat with both my legs crossed, quietly asking for Teacher's help. I didn't feel any pain throughout the entire process. To fend off any evil forces' interference, I added another thought - that all sentient beings in my world send righteous thoughts together with me. Teacher opened my third eye at that very moment. Countless, immeasurable sentient beings in my world were everywhere, from the mountains to the valleys, from the sky to the earth, layer upon layer. The clothes they wore seemed like those from the Song Dynasty. Most of them were sitting with crossed legs, sending righteous thoughts; some were standing. What I saw in the other dimension was shocking and unforgettable. I understood that Teacher was encouraging me. I made a vow in my heart: As a practitioner, I will take responsibility for sentient beings, follow Teacher to the last step of the Fa-rectification, reach Consummation and return with Teacher.
One day, a guard put me in a wheelchair and took me downstairs for an examination. The elevator was not available, so we had to get down three flights of stairs, which were very bumpy. I kept calm while silently asking Teacher for help; I then felt as if the sun was coming closer to me. My whole body felt warm, cozy and relaxed. Teacher's law body appeared in my third eye - tall, splendid and magnificent. No words can describe the magnificent scene. I melted into Teacher's great benevolence. I was so moved that I couldn't help sobbing. My visiting family members became worried when they saw me cry and asked if I was in too much pain to get down the stairs. I shook my head, speechless, still crying. The guard said that we'd better not take the stairs next time, and should ask the doctor to come to my room in order to administer the examination. No one knew why I was sobbing. Teacher's great compassion shone on every corner of my whole world.
Days later, I asked to be discharged from the hospital. The doctor showed the X-ray results to my family, and warned them that if I was discharged with fractured ribs, they could puncture my internal organs. At that time, my body still showed black and blue marks left from the last beating in the detention center. The officer didn't want other people to see them, so he didn't allow me to leave before those marks were gone. I was finally discharged after eighteen days of hospitalization. Two days later, I drove to the police department and obtained financial compensation. I was able to help with house chores several days later. My experience is another validation of Dafa's miraculous power and Teacher's greatness.
Police Unable to See Me from Only a Few Steps Away
On a summer day in 2005, a practitioner was putting together informational materials about Falun Dafa with me, when a group of officers entered the yard of my house. I asked the fellow practitioner to walk outside to stop them while I quickly cleaned up the room, and put all the materials in a secure place. After that, I walked out of the room, asking for Teacher's help to stop the persecutors' evil thoughts.
The group leader asked, “Aren't you going to invite us in?” I led them into the other room. I was very firm with these thoughts: “Never give them a chance to take us away, don't create pressure for the local practitioners, don't allow a negative effect on the local Fa-rectification.” With these thoughts, my heart was peaceful.
The group leader said that he was receiving great pressure from higher authorities to arrest me, and that he tried to defend me. In fact, his comments were exactly the opposite of what he actually did, as he was one of the most active people persecuting Falun Gong in the area. I felt pity for him. Practitioners know what he will face in the future after being manipulated by the evil elements to persecute Falun Gong. He and those other persecutors are the true victims of this persecution. I could sense the unspeakable, horrific feeling he tried to hide in his heart. I knew that Teacher's Law Body was with me. I said deep down, “Teacher, I have to leave this place; this is the only way I can think of. Please help and guide me.” There was no fear, and no doubt in my mind. The thought was firm, as though it could penetrate the entire universe. The group leader said suddenly, “Go and change your clothes. My supervisor needs to talk with you about something. It will be very short, and I'll send you back right after.” This was a lie; I knew it and smiled a little. I put aside my slippers and put on a pair of comfortable shoes, feeling sure that I'd be released quickly.
The entire event occurred under Teacher's control. When we walked out of the yard, the group leader ordered me to get into one of the two cars. I was familiar with that type of car. Usually, two people would sit on either side of me in the back, but this time only one other person sat in the back with me. Another officer sat in the passenger seat next to the driver. At first, the two cars were going in opposite directions. Once the driver realized this, he had to take a longer route to meet up with the other car. I took that extra time to become familiar with the surroundings along the way. We drove out of the city towards an urban area. There were cotton fields on both sides of the road. There was a seven-to-eight-meter-wide cornfield close to the right side of the road, which was the only place I could possibly hide.
The persecutors had no idea what I was about to do. When the car came closer to the cornfield, I turned quickly, opened the door and jumped out of the car, even though it was going 40 to 50 miles per hour. It took only one or two seconds. I jumped up from the ground and ran into the cornfield. This would have been very dangerous for a non-practitioner. I didn't feel any pain when I hit the ground. There were half-meter-high cotton fields on both sides of the cornfield. The head policeman ordered the two cars to position themselves on both ends of the cornfield.
After I reached the center of the cornfield, I was planning to get to the east side of the road, and then cross it and escape. To my surprise, there was a ditch at the edge of the cotton field. The bank of the ditch was even higher than the half-meter tall cotton plants. Several police officers were searching the bank, and found me when I crawled closer to the edge of the cotton field. “Right here!” they yelled. I saw an officer's shoes not far from me. “Where?” I heard one of them yell, running towards me. I turned over on my back and was lying on the ground. I looked upward and sent righteous thoughts, asking Teacher to freeze their thoughts. Soon, everything became quiet.
The officer who saw me earlier was only a couple of meters away from me. He'd have captured me easily if he had only taken a few more steps. The cotton plants were too short, so I was unable to stand up to run, and could only crawl on the ground. Crawling made the cotton plants move, but they couldn't find me. I sent righteous thoughts for a long time, and then escaped.
When I reflected on this incident, I remembered not having any thoughts about escaping just for my own safety, of fear or any hatred toward the persecutors. My xinxing at that time was aligned with the Fa.
Teacher said,
“But the premise is that you have strong righteous thoughts, no fear, and no human attachments, apprehension, or hatred; only when you're in that state will it be effective, and it will take effect as soon as your thoughts emerge.” (“Stop the Evil Acts with Righteous Thoughts”)
I witnessed Teacher's compassion, the mighty virtue of Dafa and the power of righteous thoughts.
Selected from "A Call for Articles about Divine Occurrences in the Human World"
