A Practitioner from Israel Appeals for Dafa on Tiananmen Square

by a western practitioner
Shared at the first Falun Dafa Experience Sharing Conference in Israel

The passport checking in Beijing’s airport took too long. Twice the officer in charge took my passport for consultation. My heart started to beat rapidly, but I decided not to make room for any emotion or fear. Eventually I was admitted into China. To this very day I cannot explain the reason for the delay.

Compared to the small town I live in, Beijing seems infinite with its grand skyscrapers. I had to remind myself not to be impressed like an ordinary tourist, but to concentrate on my mission - validating Dafa.

In the hotel room I read the lectures I had prepared in handwriting. I did not exercise, in case the “Big Brother” was watching the place where I was staying.

The most significant part of my preparations for this journey was reading Zhuan Falun [The main text of Falun Dafa] twice during a very short period. It equipped me with special new understandings.

Tiananmen square was full of people. It was divided by police bars and aside from the tourist groups; it was full of people in uniforms, policemen, police vans and undercover police. The sky was grey from a sandstorm, but my heart was filled with light. I was quiet and serene. I lifted my arms and began to sing "Falun Dafa Hao". People all around me fled away, as if shrinking. I felt neither support nor hostility - just pure fear. The people near the police were drawing away from me, yet the policemen themselves seemed unaware of my singing. I was prepared for the worst possible scenario: beatings, torture and shootings. Yet I was absolutely calm. I did not care, as if I left my uncultivated part and all my attachments back home. I had planned that if I got arrested, I would tell everyone how ill I was’ having cancer in its terminal stage. I would have also tell them about a colleague of mine, who had the same type cancer in its early stages. How I tried to teach him the exercises. He didn’t believe in it and he passed away, while I am alive and healthy. I would express my thankfulness towards Dafa and Teacher for giving me a second chance.

I finished singing and went away. No one stopped me and I was not arrested.
Whenever I could speak with Chinese people, I would ask why Dafa Disciples are persecuted. The answer was almost the same: That it was forbidden by the (communist) party. When I asked the question, “Why should any party forbid truthfulness, compassion and forbearance”, no one could answer. In my whole life I have never seen so much fear in people’s eyes.

In an internal flight in Beijing someone asked me to change places with him. When we did, I found myself sitting next to a young Chinese man, who immediately smiled at me. He did not speak much English, and neither did I; nevertheless he started a conversation, asking me if I had been to Tiananmen. I told him everything, and asked him if he had any idea how was it that I didn’t get arrested. He answered smiling: “Your Teacher, Li-Hongzhi, helped you”. The answer was beyond my expectations. It gave meaning to everything I had done. Until that very moment everybody was talking and acting as if Falun Gong was against the party. Here I saw that things were not so bad. I told him how popular Falun Gong was in Israel, and he was very pleased to hear it. I felt as if the Teacher was sitting right beside me. I still remember his smile.

I went on to the Netherlands where I met some local practitioners. I met a 40-year-old woman named Wang, the same name as the young Chinese man in the airplane. It was like a linking thread. When she spoke, I felt as if I was floating in waves of light in a warm bubble. She kept hugging me all the time. She told me about her 85 year-old mother, who practices everyday for an hour, and then sits for two hours in the lotus position. She told me how her mother went to China to visit her two sons and her grandchildren. She was arrested and tortured severely for three months. But there is no limit to the evil in China. Her two sons, a lawyer and an engineer, have been arrested long ago because they were practicing Falun Gong. Her 12 year-old granddaughter was arrested too. No one knows where the three of them are, or even if they are still alive.

Wang and her mother are going through very tough experiences, yet their faith and loyalty towards Dafa are infinite and diamond-like. They cannot be broken. They give all their strength and energy to spread Dafa everywhere in the Netherlands. They go from place to place, standing in the crossroads in any weather even in the pouring rain.

These two experiences made me understand how much the evil is afraid of Dafa, breaking all boundaries and hurting old people and children. I attained a deeper understanding about sending forth righteous thoughts in the purest way to eliminate evil - for I had felt these people with my heart.