(Minghui.org) I am 59 years old and was born into a poor village family. To earn a living I moved to the city and worked like a man on construction sites. However, years of heavy labor damaged my health. I had many ailments, including cervical pain, vertigo, headaches, arm pain, and for decades I’d had a thumb-sized lump in the middle of my chest.

My older and younger sisters are different—they were always healthy and optimistic. They both practice Falun Dafa, a traditional Chinese spiritual discipline for mind and body.

Every time I went back to my hometown, my sisters tried to persuade me to practice Falun Dafa. I didn’t take it to heart until my health was completely destroyed. I wanted to be as healthy as they were, so I decided to give it a try. When I stayed at my hometown, I did the exercises with my sisters and felt very comfortable. When I went back home, instead of bringing back bags of medicine like I used to, I brought back Zhuan Falun, the main book of Falun Dafa.

When I read the book, Master Li, the founder of Falun Dafa, opened my third eye. My experience was similar to what was described in the book. I saw myself walking along a cave, with the path alternating between wide and narrow, bright and dark. I saw many remarkable things, which reinforced my confidence in practicing.

While I was enjoying practicing Falun Dafa, a most devastating thing happened. My husband died in a car accident. It seemed like the end of the world, and I started getting sick again. My vertigo came back and it seemed that the sky was always spinning. I had to hold my head all the time and I couldn’t sleep at night. I heard a voice saying, “Go join your husband. It is too tough to live here.”

My sisters were worried and often called me, and I couldn’t help but cry. They said, “Come back home. We can read the book and do the exercises together, which will help you overcome your sadness.”

So I went back to my hometown. After a few days of reading the book and doing the exercises, my symptoms of vertigo were reduced. One day when my sisters and I were doing the meditation together, I saw a Falun spinning among us, constantly changing color. Then it was spinning all over the room.

Another time when I was doing the meditation, I saw a deity in an ancient costume with a pointed hat, holding a pagoda in his hand. One time, I saw three layers of light circles above my sisters’ heads, along with tall light pillars.

One week later, my vertigo had disappeared. Before I returned to my own home, my sisters saved Master’s lectures for me on my cellphone.

I continued to read the book, listen to the lectures, and do the exercises at home. The more I practiced, the more I understood about life.

Over the next two months, I went back to my hometown several times. With my sisters’ help, not only did I regain my health, but I also improved my character. I no longer felt empty without my husband. I knew my future was to follow Master and return to my heavenly home.

I used to hate my brother’s wife. She tried to seduce my husband and once told me, “You should leave your husband. I will live with him and take care of your children.” In order to avoid her, my husband and I left my hometown and moved to another city.

When I saw her again, I had mixed feelings. Since I had learned Falun Dafa, I knew I should follow the principles of Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance, and I shouldn’t curse her as I had done before. Even when she insulted me, I didn’t fight back.

My grandson’s teacher found out that I lost my husband. She sympathised with me and comforted me. I told her how I had overcome the hardship through practicing Falun Dafa. She understood that Falun Dafa was good and quit the Chinese Communist Party.

I am now full of energy and free of illness. I went back to work on the construction sites. I get up at 3 a.m. to do the exercises and go to work at 5 a.m. My coworkers soon noticed the changes in me. They said that the biggest change in me was that I didn’t swear anymore. They also wondered why I had stopped taking medication, as I used to carry around many bottles of medicine. I told them it was all due to Falun Dafa. They were very supportive.

Although I didn’t practice Falun Dafa when my sisters first told me about it, I was very fortunate to finally become a practitioner. I am grateful to our great and compassionate Master for rescuing me, and offering me the chance to learn Falun Dafa.