A Wonderful Recollection

My husband and I are both interested in Qigong [A form of traditional Chinese exercise which cultivates qi or "vital energy"], especially my husband whom has practised Tai Chi for over 30 years. In March 1993, Teacher Li Hongzhi came to Wuhan City to give lectures on the Fa [the teachings of Falun Gong]. A colleague of my husband's worked very hard to obtain a ticket for me. On March 25, filled with excitement, I anxiously took a bus to the city assembly hall so that I could attend the lecture. While standing in front of the city assembly hall, though, I found the inner and outer zips of my bag had both been pulled open and both my purse and the ticket had been stolen. How could I enter the hall without the ticket? I didn't even know my where my seating was supposed to be since I hadn't checked my ticket. I was wavering in front of the gate anxiously and I watched others walking into the hall one after another. The lecture was going to start, yet what could I do? Suddenly the words "No. 9, Row 10" appeared in my mind. I immediately talked to the staff member at the gate and explained my situation and seating information. The staff member was very warmhearted and went in to check. No one was sitting in No. 9, Row 10, so I was allowed to enter. At that time, the whole assembly was completely full and even the pavement was crowded without even a single empty space.

First, a person in charge of the cities Qigong Association gave a brief speech to introduce Teacher and explain some arrangements. Next, an elderly lady came on the stage. She slowly ran three circles around the stage and then introduced herself. She had been paralysed in bed for three years and couldn't take care of herself. The previous day, she had listened to the hotline consultation program aired by the Changjiang Economy Radio Station given by Teacher. She followed Teacher's instruction and a miracle happened instantly. Having just seen her running about the stage, you wouldn't have believed that she had been paralysed for three years?

When the host announced that the Qigong lecture would start and Teacher walked onto the stage, the applause from the assembly hall resounded like rolls of thunder. It didn't calm down for a long time until Teacher indicated several times to do so.

Teacher came straight to the point and mentioned that Qigong was exactly cultivation, that Qigong was from a prehistoric culture and so on. He talked about the high-level principles of the Law with the most simple and easily understood language. Until then, I realised that no matter how many Qigong lectures I had listened to, just like what Teacher had said in Zhuan Falun [The core text of Falun Gong], the genuine high-level principles of cultivation were totally unknown to me, a Qigong practitioner. Seeking over and over, I finally found the great Law with mighty virtue that I dreamed about. Whilst I was returning home, I discussed with my husband that I was determined to attend all the classes. I would practise this Qigong only and would not be involved in any other Qigong practise.

On the fourth day, the teaching class formally started. Two days before the opening, some people wanted to videotape the class. Teacher said, "If I allow you to do so, you can. If not, you will not be able to record it. I think, let's not record it so that everyone can pay attention whilst listening to the lecture." Some people didn't believe in Teachers words and tried to record it. As a result, some tapes were jammed in the recorder, some were still blank with no video recorded on them, and some were broken.

One night during the period of the lecture series, I saw Teacher in my dream. In the dream, there was a white ladder beside Teacher, which was long and wide and reached all the way to the sky. Later, I realised that the lectures that Teacher were giving us was just like providing us with a ladder to heaven.

On the last night of the classes, many practitioners waited outside the assembly hall in order to see Teacher once more. I couldn't help saying loudly, "Goodbye, Teacher Li!" Teacher looked up abruptly. He looked at me and said, "Continue to practise diligently!" Suddenly, a warm energy current passed through my whole body. I was too moved to say anything. I followed Teacher with my eyes until he left. I still stood there with tears pouring down my face. I don't even remember how I made my way home. At the same time, I realised that the incident of losing my ticket was to test whether I was steadfast in my practise of Falun Gong. Teacher already was taking care of me before I had even begun to practise. I also realised why I had lost 200 Yuan when my purse was stolen. It wasn't an accident and there was a reason behind it. I had taken advantage of a company benefit, acquiring a company badge for my son so as to be able to ride the bus for free. The money I lost was about what it would cost to buy a student bus pass. It is indeed as Teacher says, "no loss, no gain."

One month after I attained the Law, I started a cleansing process to remove my karma [A black substance resulted from previous wrongdoing]. I had suffered from enteritis for more than 10 years. I started to find blood in my stool that was about a few hundredths of a litre each time, occurring over a period of about two weeks. Although there was no Falun Dafa books at that time, I remembered what Teacher had taught: "When you feel worse, it means that, "when something reaches the extreme it reverses," and your whole body will be purified. It has to be completely purified. The root of your health problem has been plucked out now, and only that little bit of black qi is left, coming out on its own, so that you have a little hardship and go through some difficulty. If you didn't bear anything it really wouldn't work."( "Second Talk," Zhuan Falun, 2003) Soon, the disease was cured. One time, I had a stomachache. It was so unbearable that I kept rolling over and over on my bed. I remembered that Teacher said, "So purifying a body like that all at once, there just have to be reactions. That's why you'll have reactions." ("Second Talk," Zhuan Falun, 2003) After I realised that, the pain vanished.

On September 25 that year, Teacher came to Wuhan City again to give lectures. Teacher came directly from the airport to the college to teach the class. There were several thousand people in the class. An elderly man sat beside me. During a break, he told me that he had attended the class five times. This time he followed Teacher from Guiyang City. He pointed out more than 10 elderly people besides him and told me they were all his classmates from college. After receiving his call, they came here from Nanjing City. He said he would continue to attend the classes. He had loved Qigong since he was young and had attended many Qigong classes. However he had never heard of such a high-level Dafa before. He said that his wife's Celestial Eye opened after listening to the lecture and that she could see Teachers Law Body and Law Wheel.

At the end of 1994, Teacher gave the last class in China, which was held in Guangzhou City. I have not seen Teacher since. Good fortune is hard to encounter. I always feel so lucky and honoured to have had opportunities to listen to Teacher's lectures in person.

It's hard to describe the last class that Teacher gave in words. In fact, the class was not publicly known and only a few people from different places knew about it. Even so, there were more than 7,000 practitioners whom attended. The gymnasium couldn't hold that many people so the veteran practitioners from Guangzhou gave 1,000 of their own tickets to those from other places. When the class started, there were still 400-500 people sitting outside the gymnasium in order to listen to the lecture. Teacher went out to see them in person and told them that it's the same effect whether they are inside or outside. Guangzhou was an expensive city and so most of the practitioners brought their own noodle soups with them. Some practitioners only ate two steamed buns a day. The practitioners from Xinjiang Autonomous Region arrived at Guangzhou City one week early and were short of money. Eventually, they couldn't even afford to buy steamed buns. When the Beijing practitioners learned of their situation, they helped them so that Xinjiang practitioners could listen to the lectures with a calm mind. Every day, the applause would start from far away when Teacher arrived at the gymnasium, it grew to become as loud as rolling thunder and lasted for a long time as Teacher entered the gymnasium. To help save the practitioners money, our mighty benevolent Teacher arranged the 10-day class to be taught over a period of eight days. He had to teach for more than three hours per day.

On the last day, the practitioners and the assistant centres from different places presented flowers and award banners to Teacher. The ceremony lasted for over an hour. The flowers and banners filled the whole stage. After the ceremony, we were all reluctant to leave. The applause resounded like waves, one after another. In the end, many practitioners left the gymnasium in tears.

Chinese version available at http://www.minghui.cc/mh/articles/2003/5/4/49652.html