(Minghui.org) I am an elderly practitioner who started practicing Falun Dafa, or Falun Gong, in 1996. I am seventy-eight years old this year. Here, I would like to share my cultivation experiences over these past years of clarifying the truth to the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) community officials at the local level – namely, the police, neighborhood administrative office staffers, and community committee members.

Clarifying the Truth to Community Officials

One day after the New Year of 2016, my daughter came home early in the morning and said to me, “Mom, the Comprehensive Street Management Office called me and said that you had sued Jiang Zemin [the former CCP leader who initiated the persecution of Falun Gong], and that the materials have been transferred to the National Security Division. Not long ago, a community official also called me about this issue.” 

At that time, I didn’t respond because I didn’t want my family to get worried. Seeing my daughter anxious and scared, I thought, “It’s really hard for her. For so many years, she and the family have been frightened and worried for me, enduring so much.” I calmly told my daughter, “Don’t be afraid. The current government implemented a new judicial policy on May 1, 2015, called ‘Every case must be filed, every complaint must be addressed.’ We, practitioners of Falun Gong, have not broken the law; we are acting according to the country’s law and policies.” After hearing my words, my daughter felt more courageous and no longer worried so much about me.

Since the CCP’s persecution began in 1999, I have been watched by community officials and local police officers. On so-called sensitive dates, they either harassed me at my doorstep or by phone, making life unbearable. They threatened my family, saying it would affect my children’s work and future prospects. 

My family has felt a great deal of pressure, misunderstood me and even harbored resentment. A police officer complained that I detrimentally affected his year-end bonus and promotion. For over a decade, I passively endured the persecution. Although I clarified the truth to them whenever they visited, my kindness was not sufficient and was tainted with resentment, combativeness, and indignation. How could I save people this way? I realized that it was time for me to improve. These grassroots officials are the real victims of the persecution and are the most deeply poisoned. They only know to follow orders from above, doing whatever they are told. Many of them were unaware of the truth of the persecution, were unwilling to listen or to look at the materials presenting the true situation. And I was also afraid to face them directly and clarify the truth, fearing it’d bring trouble to myself.

I sat down to send forth righteous thoughts at noon, asking Master Li, the founder of Falun Dafa, to empower me to eliminate fear and to face these local officials to clarify the truth and save them. After sending forth righteous thoughts, I went to the Comprehensive Management Office.

A young woman received me. I explained my purpose and told her that I practice Falun Gong. Soon after, two men and one woman came over. The woman, Ms. Jiang, was the one who’d called my daughter. The two men were somewhat intimidating – burly and fierce-looking. 

Seeing their appearance, I was indeed a bit nervous. Wasn’t it supposed to just be Ms. Jiang? I tried to appear calm and asked, “Why did so many people come?” They ignored me, so I calmed myself and said, “Well, it’s good for more people to hear the truth.” Ms. Jiang prepared to take notes and said, “When did you file the lawsuit against Jiang Zemin? What date? Did you write it yourself?” I sternly told her, “No taking notes, no photos allowed!” Hearing how firm I was, they put away their pens, paper, and mobile phones.

I calmly said, “You mentioned that my materials for suing Jiang Zemin have been transferred to the National Security Division, so you can directly check them there. As for the lawsuit against Jiang, I wrote it myself.” I told them why I wanted to sue Jiang Zemin, what Falun Gong is, and how weak I was before I began practicing Falun Gong. I was especially sensitive to cold, wind, and unable to even use a fan during the hottest summer days. Falun Gong transformed me from someone frail and on the verge of death into a person healthy in both mind and body, with a cheerful personality. 

Then, I spoke about the April 25 peaceful appeal in Beijing, the truth behind the CCP-staged self-immolation on Tiananmen Square, and how the regime has brutally persecuted kind Falun Gong practitioners. They listened quietly.

During my explanation, Ms. Jiang frequently interrupted, asking me, “How do you know so much? Where did you hear this from?” From her eyes and tone, it was evident she was deeply indoctrinated and utterly disbelieved me; she thought she was superior to me. I handed her an envelope that I had prepared in advance filled with materials about the truth of Falun Gong, while saying kindly, “Take a look, these are significant events that happened in China which are known worldwide!” She hastily waved her hands, saying, “I don’t want it!” “Then please pass it to your superior,” I said. She reluctantly took it and placed it on the table.

I spoke to them for about an hour when one of the male police officers left. I handed the other officer the envelope with the materials that Ms. Jiang had left on the desk, patted his shoulder in a friendly manner, and said, “Hey, if she won’t read it, you should take a look. These days, understanding the truth about Dafa is beneficial. Don’t be narrow-minded!” He no longer looked mean or rude. He murmured in response and placed the envelope in a drawer.

Seeing the change in his demeanor made me happy; my trip today was not in vain. I continued to clarify the truth to Ms. Jiang in her office. Gradually, I noticed their expressions were changing. They were sensing my kindness and compassion. I knew the evil behind them was disintegrating—their arrogance, prejudice, disdain, and condescending attitudes vanished, and they were becoming friendly. 

I sincerely said to them, “I hope you can learn more about Falun Gong. Look at the materials and remember, ‘Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good.’ If there’s anything you have a question about, please come talk to me directly; don’t bother my family.” They nodded in agreement, promising not to trouble my family again. Indeed, in recent years, they haven’t harassed my daughter any more.

Leaving the street office, I visited the neighborhood committee. I talked to the community director about suing Jiang and gave him some informational materials, which he happily accepted.

By the time I got home, it was after seven in the evening. I felt exceptionally at ease, as if I had never been so relaxed and happy before. This was my first time clarifying the truth face-to-face to the community officials; it wasn’t as difficult as I imagined. I realized that as long as I am sincere and truly wish them well, they can feel my compassion and be saved. Most of them are kindhearted; it’s just that we haven’t done well enough and have been overwhelmed by fear.

One day, a household registration police officer suddenly told me, with a look of regret, “I have persecuted you.” I said to him, “Falun Gong practitioners are persecuted, but from another perspective, you are the ones truly being persecuted by the CCP. However, as long as you truly understand the truth and quit the Party, isn’t that like raising the gun by one centimeter?” He smiled happily. At that moment, I also felt that those who persecuted me were no longer so detestable to me.