(Minghui.org) I became a practitioner in 2013 and have seen Master many times through my celestial eye. Master encouraged me to cultivate diligently.

I was able to meditate in a full lotus position for one hour as soon as I learned the exercises. When I couldn't hold up my arms during the second exercise, Master supported them until the music ended.

Sometimes I saw myself meditating above ocean waves, bamboo leaves, and the mountains and Master was right beside me. When I didn't follow the Fa, Master looked at me very sternly. After I looked inward, found my attachments and eliminated them, Master smiled.

I'm 50 years old and I regret that I started to cultivate so late. Master urged me to be diligent as time is running out.

I recalled my pre-destined relationship with Master which was established during one of my prior lives. I was a military officer in ancient times. I followed Master in the battlefield, and was killed for protecting him.

In meditation recently, I saw several airplanes covered by something similar to thick canvas, with ropes dangling from underneath the airplane. The airplanes were tightly wrapped and could not take off.

Looking down, the ground stretched infinitely with no end in sight. A very thick material covered the ground. And underneath the material, there seemed to be people trying to break through but could not no matter how hard they tried. I thought I should give them a hand. So I drew a cross with a knife on the spots were people were trying to break through. And then many Falun Dafa practitioners flew out through the holes.

There were two large ships next to each other, with people on board. I stepped on the ship which appeared to hold more people and I saw many practitioners. They looked as if they felt dejected and were ill. I thought something was wrong, but later realized that this was the old force's ship.

I wanted to find the Dafa disciples' ship, so I went to the other one. There were fewer people on it and Master was on board. I overheard the old forces talking to Master, “You need to change your appearance. Many of your disciples are coming to our ship.” I turned around and noticed Master looking thinner. He was wearing the white shirt he wore when he first taught the Fa. There were definitely more practitioners on the old forces' ship. I saw Master crying and I too cried. I asked the practitioners on the old forces' ship, “Why are you on this ship? You need to come over to the Dafa disciples' ship! It is right there!” I felt anxious and came out of the meditative state.

A few days ago, I saw catastrophic events while in meditation: huge earthquakes, floods, plagues and famine. It was difficult to accept.

These are some of the things I have witnessed in another dimension through my celestial eye. Master seems to tell us that time is of essence, and I should let everyone reach their own understanding.

Master said: “It’s just like a ship that’s about to set sail, yet its ropes are tied to the dock. Many ropes are tied up, and you can’t leave unless you untie them.” (“Teaching the Fa at the Conference in New Zealand”)