Cultivating Diligently and Saving Sentient Beings
Greetings revered Master, greetings fellow practitioners.
My name is Shumei Ma. I am 89 years old this year and have been cultivating in Dafa for over 8 years. I would like to share my experiences on doing the three things well.
Since I obtained the Fa on the second day after arriving in Sydney, there has never been a day that I did not study the Fa and practise. I have finished copying Zhuan Falun a number of times, persevered with SFRT at set hours and have got up at 4am every day to do the exercises. Master told us to do three things, not one should be missed, so I also wished to participate in the efforts in clarifying the facts and saving sentient beings.
After trying various methods, I found collecting signatures to be most suitable for me, so I have continued with petitions for several years. But last year I thought I was getting old and wanted to stop; with this thought, my body had serious karmic reactions. I asked myself: “I used to run around full of energy distributing flyers and collecting signatures, could it end just like this? Absolutely not. As long as I walk the path arranged by Master, everything will recover.” I enlightened that I must continue with truth clarification work. I sent forth righteous thoughts and decided to ignore the symptoms, and continue to step out. I asked practitioners whether signatures were still required, so I went out with petitions again.
I could only walk slowly the first two days; my head felt like cracking open with pain. I ignored the pain and focused on the petition, collecting as many signatures as I could. Once, I could not endure the pain and closed my eyes to rest a while; I realised this was wrong, so I opened my eyes and saw ants crawling onto my body. I brushed away the ants and people came to sign the petitions. I decided not to let the evil take advantage of my gaps, eliminating the evil with a strong will and a resolute mindset. I also made sure that I studied the Fa well.
One day, I ran out of petitions and my daughter did not bring me any replacements. I decided to try to get some myself. I walked slowly to Chinatown and got the petitions. On the way back, I inadvertently ran into some kind of an activity and collected several sheets of petitions in a short time; I was very happy. My headache was gone and I could talk very fast again.
Eventually, my energy level returned to what it was before. I could again do Dafa work as usual. I attributed this to Master’s compassion and pledged to collect 10,000 signatures as a gift for Master’s birthday this year. Following this pledge, I went out every day collecting as many signatures as I possibly could, not even stopping during those record hot days last summer. Everyone in the family laughed at me for turning black with sun tan.
I could only speak limited English. I greeted people I met saying: “Har low [Hello],”. and after they signed, I’d say: “San ker you (Thank you)”. During the process of soliciting signatures, there were also xingxing tests. One day, a Chinese person asked me what I was doing. I told him that I was doing good things – saving people. He said that I have been living for such a long time in vain, that I was losing the Chinese people’s face. I was so angry that I did not even want to do it again. After studying the Fa when I returned home, I realised that I should not be interfered with. There was another time when I left home very early. However, I only got three signatures in three hours. I was wondering why. Was it interference from the evil or a test from Master? I thought that no matter what it was, I would be firm with what I was doing. Therefore, I went out 4 to 5 hours to solicit signatures every day, sometimes even two times a day. I couldn’t fall short of Master’s expectation. I will walk on the road Master has arranged for me well.
Along the way from Chinatown to Darling Harbour, there are many eateries. I went out early every day and tried to get there before lunch time for people to sign the petitions. I went on rainy days as usual. A waiter in the underground plaza was so touched that he took my book over, talked to all his customers and got the whole table to sign. I travelled down this way often, but sometimes I thought of going down the other way and then I would run into many people, collecting sheets of signatures. This happened a number of times; I knew it was arranged by Master.
After I had been doing the petitions for a while, many people recognised me and would smile and greet me. I received encouragement most of the times that I went out and signatures were collected smoothly and easily. But cultivation states may vary and repeat. In March this year, I had already reached the target of 10,000 signatures, so my mindset became a little relaxed. One day, I went out early and after collecting only a few signatures, I arrived at my destination. My foot slipped and I fell to the ground, losing consciousness. When people around helped me get up, I did not have any sense of direction. A policewoman brought over a young boy who spoke Chinese. He asked me how I was and I said I was fine, that I cultivate Falun Dafa. After they left, I SFRT in my heart and then collected over 20 signatures in a short time as usual. When I turned my head to go home, I could not move. I could not seek help from passers by due to the language barrier, so I had to slowly move myself to the stone benches on the side of the path, where I sat down and rang my daughter. She came and drove me home.
After this incident, I couldn’t get up to do anything. I persevered with doing the exercises at 4am; I meditated on the bed, did SFRT hourly and spent all the remaining time studying the Fa. I looked within and found that I had an attachment to comfort and wanted to stop collecting signatures. The evil exploited this gap and again interfered with me. Now, I have basically recovered. I will continue to do the three things well, walk the path arranged by Master and save sentient beings doing everything I can.
Thank you Master, thank you fellow practitioners.