Over two thousand years ago, the
sacred Ark of the Covenant mysteriously disappeared without a trace;
prophesized to return to the people and be opened at some
undisclosed future date, symbolizing that the coming of the messiah
is near.
That time has now passed.
Is the prophecy about to be fulfilled? If so, why is the Ark still
missing? What will happen if the Ark is found and opened? More
importantly, who among us, in the modern day world, has God chosen to open
it?
Consider if you will, what you would do if Jesus, flanked by twelve great
masters, mysteriously appeared before you, relaying that you were
responsible for guarding and mastering the keys to the
Ark of the Covenant?
Armed with the knowledge that humanity’s fate depended on their awareness
that the prophecy was about to be fulfilled, would you have the
courage to tell them why you were here? What if no one believed you?
What if, the one person who did believe you, was murdered by their own hand;
Would YOU have the courage to overcome your grief-stricken rage or would you
abandon God and the entire mission?
Every
few hundred years or so, a messiah, messenger, or sage is sent to walk among
the masses; assigned to fulfill a sacred mission that will alter the course
of humanity forever. This time, the most unlikely team was sent in to open the most sought
after historical biblical artifact the world has ever known- the Ark of the
Covenant!
“The
Master Key Keepers” is a compelling true story of one family’s journey as
they experience magic and miracles beyond their wildest imaginations! Find
out how their mission will affect your future in this amazing book
filled with page turning adventures! The time is much closer than you
may think!
Willow leapt off the cage and flew directly into the
tall weeds and saplings that stood behind us. It was a
feeble attempt, at best. I laughed. So much for dramatic
endings! He called encouragingly to Lilly, who nervously
joined him, landing unceremoniously on a weak limb,
which bent beneath her weight. “Oh yeah, this was going
to take some time,” I shook my head and smiled. They
would have to learn things they never needed to know
before. Flying without worrying about having to navigate
walls and cages was obviously the first thing on the
list. Landings, especially on branches that would
support their weight, would be the next.
They bounced around, fluttering from one poor choice to
the next. It seemed Mother Nature was helping them
understand that the higher they went, the more secure
some of the branches would be. The illusion was that the
lower they stayed to the ground, the safer they were. A
paradox unfolded before my eyes. In some respects, it
was just like life itself.
What takes most a lifetime to figure out, took the doves
a matter of a few moments. They made their way up the
sapling and caught their breaths near the top, which was
just a few feet over my head, and stayed there panting,
studying the land below.
Minutes clicked by. Emotionally, I was fine while they
stayed close. After all, if I reconsidered, I could more
than likely snatch one out of the tree and the other
would follow. I clenched my jaw and fought the urge to
retract my offer of freedom to them, as I had already
done to Danni. No. This is like giving birth. Once you
commit, you don’t go back on your word. I decided to
wait. The bubbling tar in the pit of my stomach began to
boil.
After a few minutes, Willow decided he’d had enough of
the unstable perch by the river. He spotted the tall
patch of older cottonwood trees just across the wash and
made a dash for it. My eyes followed him as he
haphazardly made his way over the van, across the rocky
wash to a stronger, more dependable perch. I held my
breath; sure he would tumble from the sky and hurt
himself on the rocks below. To my surprise, he made it
in one piece! It wasn’t a graceful maiden voyage, but it
was a means to an end.
“He’ll have to learn how to navigate wind currents,” I
reminded myself. After all, in the bedroom, the greatest
wind current he’d ever encountered was one of the dogs
passing gas in front of his cage. He didn’t know that
the wind was what would carry him thru life. Today, he
was about to learn. “Poor bird,” I whispered to the sky,
“all your life you’ve been flying into walls, beds,
windows, and doors. You’ve never had the luxury of
learning how to fly in a straight line before. You’ll
learn, Willow! Just keep practicing! It’ll all come to
you!” I felt a bittersweet pride for his accomplishment,
but struggled to hold onto it. They were stepping out
into the world on their own; yet, a part of me felt
selfishly sad that they were leaving my life.
Once Willow found a perch that could bear his weight, he
immediately began calling Lilly. She looked at me as if
to ask, “Is it okay? Can I go now?” I nodded at her
encouragingly, “You can go now. I’ll always love you,
Lilly!” With my final approval, she stepped off the
branch and leapt into the sky. To her credit, her maiden
voyage across the wash was a little more graceful than
Willow’s. She always had been better at flying than
Willow. Willow erratically darted and dashed everywhere
he went, oblivious to potential dangers that awaited his
untrained wings.
Like a little child racing after a kite which had
unexpectedly broken free from its string, forgetting my
pain, I ran, half limping, across the rocky wash after
them. “You take damn good care of each other!” I
hollered thru uncontrollable sobs. “Don’t leave each
other! Watch out for hawks, rattlesnakes, stupid kids
with b-b guns, and eagles! There’s water right there at
the river. So stay close to the river! And, there’s the
seed¼” I
started to choke on my words, losing the volume I had
first started out with. “There’s the seed¼
I left for you by the river bank. Eat that till you find
more food.”
I stood below the towering tree they had selected for
their landing and looked up at them, my leg and back
throbbing from the sprint over the rocks. Lilly was out
of breath again. Probably due more to panic and fear
than actual lack of being out of shape. She panted, but
seemed to smile down at me, proud of herself that she
had made it. Willow was a little higher up and harder to
see. Before long, he started his mating call to Lilly,
who returned his call.
Satisfied they were stable, through blurry eyes and a
runny nose, I returned to the van for some tissues. The
molten tar was erupting uncontrollably. I stopped
fighting the tears and slumped to the van’s floor in the
back, leaning my head against the door that I’d opened
so I could keep an eye on them. A searing pain raced
across the muscles covering my right kidney; reminding
me that I was foolish for thinking I could heal this
error within a week. I winced, holding my breath through
the sobs, until the pain subsided.
In the distance, I could hear Willow’s cries faintly
echoing throughout the valley.
“You can sing all you want now, Willow!” I called to
him, unexpectedly feeling guilty for having ever told
him to shut up all those times he went off on a solo in
the middle of the night, waking me up from a sound
sleep. “No one’s ever going to tell you to shut up
again! No one!” I whispered.
With that guilt-ridden epiphany, another wave of
agonizing tears burst forth, forcing me to exhaust my
supply of tissues. All that I’d been holding on to, the
pain, the excruciating death, which was still fresh with
the sting of grief and loss, the sudden downward spiral
of my business and income, the fear, the anger, the
rejection, abandonment; all came to the surface for
release. It felt good to let it go, yet, an insane part
of me wanted to keep clinging to the lower branches of
life.
I drew a deep breath, sighing heavily, and watched a
final tear splash across the backside of one of the
Keys. At the moment, they felt more like handcuffs,
which chained me to some unseen force that drove me to
overcome extreme odds, rather than tools that were
designed to unlock the most sought after biblical
artifact in the history of humanity. For the first time
since I began the journey, I contemplated taking them
off, quitting the mission, and walking away from it
altogether. It was an awesome responsibility that
weighed heavily on my shoulders. At times, it was just
too much.
“I could just quit,” I lied to myself. “I could bury
them, disappear somewhere, and forget the whole thing!”
A flicker of fading afternoon sunlight danced across the
other Key which had been spared my tears, briefly
blinding me in its reflection. I began to question
whether it was all worth it. I had given up my life in
the name of this work. Wasn’t that enough? Why was I
still being kicked around? Hadn’t I done everything that
was asked of me? What more did I need to do?
As I toyed with the cool metal on my arm, I tried to picture
what my life would have been like without them. Would I have
experienced all the magic and miracles that most only read
about in literary works of fiction, or the ones commonly
seen in movies? No. I was sure I would not. Quitting wasn’t
an option. I knew that. I’d always known that. But, if I’d
known back then about all the hell I’d have to go through to
get where I was now, wherever that was, I’m sure I
wouldn’t have agreed to it.
While watching Lilly and Willow adjust to their new
environment, I mentally retraced the events that brought me
to this place and time in my life¼
"The photo posted above is an untouched photo
(taken in 2003) of a two foot tall, snow white dove, who miraculously landed on
my roof moments before
I had planned to walk into my house to end it all. This
dove's miraculous and timely appearance (as well as his message
to encourage me to share my story with the rest of the world)
was exactly what I needed to remain committed to my mission!
That mission is now unfolding and it involves each and every
person on this planet, including YOU!"
Expect to Experience the Extraordinary!
Love, Virginia
About the Author:
In addition to numerous
TV, news and radio talk show interviews, VL Levy is an equine
professional, master farrier, Camp Verde cameleer and a world-renowned
empath. She also created the
Academy of Spiritual Self
Mastery;
Angel Light Lodge, the world’s only cosmic sweatlodge; and the
Masters Vision Quest Adventures, a 7-day spiritual journey for
individuals and small groups that’s held in sacred locations
throughout northern AZ. She also wrote The Galloping Guru andThe Masters Intensive Training;an online year-long
intensive training for spiritual masters that is currently awaiting
transformation into video format.
Virginia currently resides
in the beautiful Verde Valley of northern Arizona with her beloved
3 dogs, 2 horses,
2 Camp Verde Camels and flock of exotic birds.
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Interviews are hard enough to conduct without the co-star
trying to steal the show! Watch as Virginia's horse, Sequoia, spontaneously
laughs his way through the ending of her interview.
Reader's Reviews...
Greetings Mistress
V!!!!
Well, like I promised, I finally finished reading the book.
It took a little longer than I anticipated as I have been
busy with other things, namely my mother who has decided to
manifest arthritis. I’ve had to help out around the house a
lot more lately with cooking and cleaning which hasn’t left
me with much free time as I normally have.
Let
me say that I thoroughly enjoyed reading the book!!!!!!!
Even though we we’ve known each other for several years now,
there was so much I learned about you. It was so
interesting to see your life behind the scenes. We always
used to chat and you would mention stuff that was happening
in your life, but the book really went into detail and I got
to see things a lot more closely.
I
laughed and cried reading it. I burst out laughing when you
were in court and your mother yelled out that you were
addicted to caffeine and sugar! It sounds like something my
own mother would do! I also got a much deeper insight into
your mother and how special she was. I didn’t know your
mother all that well apart from what you have mentioned to
me over the years. It was such a shame she left this
reality. By the sounds of it, she still had a lot more to
offer. If only she knew how many lives she really touched
in this life maybe she could have made some different
choices and stayed on. She helped steer you towards this
path; you in turn created the Academy and helped all the
students associated with it, myself included. Words alone
can’t express the amount of gratitude that the world owes
her.
Ever
since I have started reading this book, strangely enough I
feel like my communication with God is much stronger. There
have been situations where I have had to rely on God’s
insight to help me get through some situations and it has
helped me tremendously! Like the last couple of weeks where
I applied for this new position at work, I went to an
interview where I thought I did really well, then I was told
I had to go to another interview. Yikes I thought!!!!
Can’t they just give me the position. I went to the second
interview, but after it was over I wasn’t so sure I would
get it. While I was stressing and wondering, I took a deep
breath and tried to calm down. As soon as I did, I heard
this voice say “You will get this job”, or something along
those lines. I thought ok, I will just have to have faith.
It still didn’t stop me from feeling nervous or being
anxious about it, but somehow I knew that I had to have
faith.
Guess what? Today I got a phone call and got the job!!! Yeaaaaahhhh……
It’s only for 4 months testing a new system that my company
is developing to start using early next year, but I am so
glad to get away from answering phones all day long and
talking to customers on the phone and having to bust my
chops to sell sell sell sell sell sell insurance as well as
ice to Eskimos! It also means I get away from my manager
who in the last few months has been getting crankier. As I
was celebrating and doing a happy dance, I thought “I hope
this leads to something else” and as I said that, a voice
said to me “It will”. So I am putting all my faith into
this and know that it will lead to something else.
Anyhow, sorry for the long email. I just thought I would
let you know how much I enjoyed reading the book and I can’t
wait for the next one!!!!! Please write another
one!!!!!! Pretty please!!!!!!! With sugar on
top!!!!!!!
Lots of big hugs and
kisses
Master Johnny…..
Dear Virginia,
Your book was totally hard to put
down. I kept wanting to know what would come next. I
found it so fascinating because I have had the privilege
of somewhat "knowing" you. It left me in a place where I
didn't feel like I had heard the whole story. But, of
course, your life will have to run its course for you to
tell the story further. It felt like I had read "Chapter
I".
I really like your style of writing
because it keeps a very good running narrative. As I
said, your life will have to run its course to continue
telling the story--I won't live long enough! lol.
It was definitely the "Virginia"
story. You laid your soul bare along with all your
thoughts and ideas. It was a very brave thing to do. I
really loved reading your writing, your ideas, and you
courage. Thanks for making me a part of your life.
Keep me posted.
Love, Gail
Hello Virginia,
I just wanted you to
know how much I'm enjoying your book. When I got it I
didn't think I'd be able to finish it before seeing you,
but it flows so well that I look forward to going to bed
early every night to find out what will happen next. You
are an excellent writer!! I'm looking forward to meeting
you folks upon arrival.....
Love and Light,
Lisa
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