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Since my initiation, I have found that things go much more smoothly. Every day when I drive my taxi, it's as if Master is sitting in the car with me. So, I feel very safe.

Early one morning after meditation, I was getting ready to leave for work. When I put on my jacket, Master's picture fell out of the pocket together with my car insurance card. I bent down to pick them up, feeling rather puzzled: "The pocket is very narrow and Master's picture has never fallen out before, so could this be a warning?" Then I smiled: "What's the use of car insurance? Without Master's invisible protection, how can we really be safe in this impermanent world?"

Later, at about 10am, four men asked to be taken to a local dam. On the way there they looked nervous, so I felt very anxious. After we got to the dam, they asked that I continue further down a narrow, deserted dirt road. The road was so narrow that it was difficult to maneuver the taxi. The road became narrower and narrower so I decided to stop the taxi after explaining to them the difficulty in continuing. There was total silence, then the person sitting in front signaled several times to the others in the back seat.

One man from the back stepped out and came to my side. Taking out a knife, he pushed it towards my chest. The others inside the car also took out knives to threaten me. Maybe it was because of Master's blessing, but I wasn't nervous at all. I took out the money I had and gave it to them. They hesitated for a while then decided to let me go.

The four men began to walk away hesitantly, as if they had lost their souls. After about ten or so meters, one of them turned around and viciously said to me: "We remember your car number. Don't tell the police, or else we'll kill you!"

On my way home, the more I thought about their behavior and facial expressions, the funnier I thought the whole situation was. That afternoon, a policeman stopped me on the road and asked me to go to the station to identify four people that had been detained. They had confessed that they were intending to steal a taxi and murder the driver, but they didn't know why they had changed their minds. Obviously, I was shocked.

That night during mediation, I saw Master's injured head wrapped in a bandage. She looked very tired. I quickly observed my chest and noticed that I was still wearing Master's picture, without even a scratch on my clothes. I realized that it was Master who had taken the knife for me. Whenever I look back at that situation, I say to myself: "If it weren't for Master's incredible power, I would have lost my life."

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