In
recent months, I had felt that there was something wrong with my health,
so I went to the hospital for a medical check-up. The findings revealed
the recurrence of a uterine myoma (fibroid tumor), which required
immediate hospitalization and surgery. I instantly went into panic,
partly because my family could not afford the expensive medical fees
I would incur, and partly because the ambiance in the hospital ward
was unbearable. I was in deep frustration, and hoped that Master would
just take me away from this life. Fortunately, at this difficult moment,
a group of earnest fellow practitioners simultaneously offered to
give me both financial and physical assistance. They helped me in
every way, accompanied me to the hospital, and took turns looking
after me round the clock. Some of them stayed in my house doing the
daily household chores and taking care of my family and vegetable
field. I was completely free of worries!
Thus,
due to the careful concern of fellow practitioners, I was admitted
into the hospital, where initiates sat around my bed meditating and
praying for me day and night. Practitioners in other places also meditated
and prayed for me, saying, "May God be with you always! May Master
protect you always!" In such a blessed atmosphere, I was sent
into the operating room at 8:30 AM finally. Meanwhile, six fellow
brothers and sisters prayed outside, waiting for me to come out of
surgery successfully.
On
the operating table, my mind was completely blank, and the only thing
that I remembered to do was repeat Master's Holy Name. The anesthetist
then gave me an injection, and after about two minutes, he asked whether
I felt any sensation. I told him I felt nothing, and he then pricked
several parts of my body with a needle, but I felt no pain. The medical
staff was absolutely amazed. While still pricking me, the anesthetist
murmured, "Perhaps this patient has supernatural power!"
Unable to explain what was happening, he repeatedly picked up and
gazed at the photo of Master that I was wearing around my neck. At
that time, the surgeon in charge also said to himself, "It is
going to be a very smooth operation for this patient." Normally,
it takes about fifteen minutes for a patient to lose the sensation
of pain after receiving anaesthesia.
During
the operation, the manifestation form of Master came to my side and
looked at me affectionately. With gentle hands, She caressed my forehead
and face, and then took me flying to the firmament. On the way, we
passed by beautiful realms where innumerable fresh and colorful flowers
danced rhythmically. That was an extremely beautiful and pleasant
vision! Then, Master took me into a grand hall, where I saw some familiar
fellow practitioners and also some strangers. Everyone looked very
young, radiant, and wise. They were singing, guessing the answers
to riddles and playing games. I joined them and played joyously. When
I wanted to go out, I had to pass through a door guarded by a young
brother initiate. I had to answer several questions before I could
exit. I answered the questions and everyone responded with warm applause.
After I exited from the door, Master took me to see the Thousand-armed
Buddha. When I came close to Him, His arms slowly extended outward
one by one, and then started to whirl with increasing speed. He was
forever busily engaged in delivering sentient beings. My heart was
filled with deep gratitude for the infinite grace that He had bestowed
on me.
At
that time, Master's manifestation form appeared before me in innumerable
kinds of clothing and colors. I understood that Master was disseminating
the Truth to sentient beings in every corner of the universe, and
meanwhile shouldering the pain for them. Watching the infinite brilliance
radiating from Master, I was filled with unspeakable emotion, and
felt boundless respect and love for Her. I kept hearing the sound
of church bells, followed by the reverberations of sweet, harmonious
music, the likes of which I had never heard before. Amid this symphony
of heavenly Sounds, I found myself resting in a white hammock high
in the sky, drifting through the vast and bright universe, watching
the Sun, the Moon, the stars, and all sorts of beautiful planets.
Down below, scene after scene containing soft and beautiful visions
flashed beneath my feet.
I
had no idea how long my ecstatic voyage had lasted. Then vaguely,
I seemed to hear the anxious voice of a fellow sister: "It has
been so long, yet she still has not woken up. What should we do?"
I struggled with all my might to open my eyes, and then heard the
brothers and sisters exclaim happily, "She has finally woken
up. We don't have to worry anymore." They had been too worried
to leave me before I woke up. I had gone through a four-hour operation,
and been sent back to my ward. I then slept sweetly on the bed, while
a fellow sister watched over me until dawn.
Early
the next morning, I hid under my quilt and meditated on the Light
and Sound. At about seven or eight o'clock, I could get out of bed
and walk about, perfectly straight and comfortable, and even went
to the washroom by myself. Other patients in the same ward were really
stunned. They had had their operations at about the same time as I
had, some even a day earlier, but on the next day, they could only
walk a few steps with help from others. Even while resting in bed,
they sweated profusely and moaned in pain. Watching me smile while
in a half-sitting position, they thought that I must be practicing
some miraculous method. I didn't look like a patient who had just
had an operation. In taking medication, I firmly refused to consume
any tonics because some contained animal ingredients. Even then, I
still recovered much faster than the other patients in my ward.
Thanks
to the care and concern of our fellow practitioners, and especially
Master's love and blessing, I recovered very quickly, even though
I took less medication than the other patients did. During my few
days in the hospital, I continuously played Master's chanting tape,
and the other patients around me found it soothing as well. I took
the opportunity to tell them that I was not practicing any miraculous
method, but just observing a vegetarian diet, because eating the meat
of sentient beings will make our burden heavier. If we can be compassionate,
become a vegetarian, and follow an Enlightened Master in spiritual
practice, God will naturally bless and protect us. Because, in this
world, we reap whatever we sow. Immediately, several patients said
that they agreed with me. Observing that I ate only vegetarian meals,
and yet was very energetic and healthy, they too wanted to follow
a vegetarian diet.
On
the fourth day after my operation, I insisted on being discharged
and going home. The doctor told me, "You are the naughtiest one
among all my patients." I know I owe all of these miracles to
God and Master. I don't know how I could possibly repay Master's grace
in this lifetime! I can only do my best to fulfill any tasks assigned
by God, practice diligently, adhere to Master's teachings of Truth,
and never be separated from Her!
