My name is Guang Ying, 44 years old with an education level of junior middle school. I live in the urban district of Ankang City, Shaanxi Province. When it comes to Falun Gong, I am filled with complex feelings, regret, shame and rejoicing. I am regretful for delaying the past decade in my life, shameful to face my family members, and fortunate to retrieve myself now.

Unfortunately, I was stricken with hysteromyoma in my twenties and often felt not well. I went to the hospitals many times for tests and treatment, but no obvious efficacy occurred.

In the spring of 1996, I was working in the district-affiliated knitting mill at that time. I passed a park on and off duty every day. Some people who arrived there early played music and practiced collectively. When I was looking on, those practitioners came over. They warm-heartedly introduced to me that it was called Falun Gong, which guaranteed to cure all diseases without any charge. They also told me that there were a great many people practicing it and if I practiced devoutly I would obtain more benefits. Because I was worried about my uncured hysteromyoma at that time, what they said was really a stimulant for me.    

Though my unit was in poor performance then, I steeled myself to buy practicing suits with my few wages. I got up early every day and arrived at the practicing point to practice with cultivators. To cure my disease I devoted myself and communicated with the cultivators heart and soul. Since I shifted my attention from the disease to the exercises, I felt my uncomfortable symptom decreased. The illusion made me believe that practicing Falun Gong could cure diseases. Thus I slipped into the mire step by step.

I was told by the director of the practicing point that practicing Falun Gong was mainly studying the Fa, cultivating character and eliminating karma. After buying a copy of Zhuan Falun from a practitioner, I finished reading it in several days continuously, feeling that the words “being a good person”, “truthfulness, compassion and tolerance”, “no pains, no gains”, “eliminating ‘fame, gain and feeling’” and etc. suited my mood very much. I felt that I had found a ladder “flying to the heaven”.

Since then I made time to read Zhuan Falun and copied it twice with 5 whole notebooks. I could even recite some chapters. For I studied the Fa, copied it and memorized it when I was free, my mind was filled with the words “dharma, karma, Law Bodies, levels, flying to the heaven in the daytime and Consummation” and so on. When there was any difficulty in my life, I took it as a test and adjusted my unbalanced mind by dreaming of flying to the heaven in the daytime.

In 2003, my daughter was facing the college entrance examination. Her learning task was so busy that she got up early and went to bed late every day. I pushed the whole housework to my husband, like laundry and cooking meals instead of taking care of my daughter. My husband had been wounded so he walked with difficulty. He needed to not only run the small shop but also look after our daughter for her college entrance examination, which made him exhausted every day. They were both firmly against my cultivation. At the very beginning they advised me patiently I was impervious. Later they both knelt before me and begged me to give up practicing with tears in their eyes. I believed that it was a test given by the Master, who wanted to see if I could pass the barrier of family. Thinking that I would be able to fly to the heaven in the daytime and achieve Consummation in the future, what couldn’t I put off?

In that way I went even further and sank even deeper on the way of Falun Gong. On April 2, 2006, a cultivator came to my home very early and gave me a packet. She told me there were the Master’s new scriptures, amulets and CDs in the packet and asked me to spread them out. She said that because those things could save people I would achieve Consummation earlier. Then I felt it was a great responsibility to save other living creatures. What the Master required me to do was what I should do. The next day I offered to go to the vegetable market to buy vegetables. In fact I hoped to spread the materials. However, I was refused and was told to be reported when I sent the first CD. I left there in a hurry.

My mother lives in a village of the neighbor county. April 19th was her birthday, which I thought was a good opportunity to spread materials. When the inter-county shuttle passed the gateway of the village, I got off the bus with the materials and planned to distribute them to the villagers passing by. As I was walking I was sending “righteous thoughts”. When I covered nearly 1,000 meters, I saw a door of a family unlatched. I realized at once it was somebody with affinity assigned by the Master. From the first floor I went up to the second floor softly and put the materials packed in a plastic bag on the windowsill.

I was very nervous. The more nervous, the wilder it all got, as if countless eyes were gazing at me in different directions. In panic, a careless move knocked the spade by the window down the ground. A loud “bang” made my heart flew up into my mouth. Then I heard a step sound, an old woman said as she was walking, “The damned cat! You are bouncing again… ” I collected myself and sent “righteous thoughts” with Zen gesture, saying in my heart, “Stop! Stop! Stop!” I hoped to stop the old woman to run away, but there was no use. The old woman still opened the door and went out. I also thought of flying to the heaven in the daytime. Since I had practiced cultivation so many years I should be able to fly up. I turned back and jumped with the help of the banisters. I had thought I could have flied, but unexpectedly I fell from the second floor into the pigsty on the first floor in only two seconds. A burning pain shot through me overall.

The old woman had thought I was a thief. But when she saw I was a woman and didn’t take anything she immediately asked her family to pick me up. Facing their incredulous eyes I was very shameful. I was saved on my way to save others. The more fatal was that “righteous thoughts” which I fell for didn’t work at all at the crucial moment and flying to the heaven in the daytime which I looked forward to brought me a burning pain overall. When the kind villagers knew the truth, they advised me with well-intentioned words and sent me home. A relationship journey for my mother’s birthday became a painful journey.

The soft jump from the second floor waked up my dream of Consummation and broke my illusion of flying to the heaven in the daytime into pieces. I began to calmly think about my behavior when I was lying in bed, just to find that my 10-year cultivation was like drawing water with a sieve and I owed too much to my husband and daughter. Tears flowing down my face unconsciously, I cried loudly.

Accompanied by my husband, I went to the hospital for test and was found that the hysteromyoma was even worse. The doctor advised me to have an operation ofhysterectomy.

Thus, a cultivation—10-year ridiculous behavior purchased hysterectomy.