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The Salamander Blood That Kept Hezekiah From the Fire

Hezekiah's mother heard what salamander blood could do. She anointed her son before Ahaz carried him to Moloch's fire, and the flames did not touch him.

Curated by Arthur · Told by Maggid ·
Table of Contents
  1. What Was Made at Twilight
  2. The Blood That Remembers Flame
  3. The Worm That Cut Stone
  4. The Worm That Was Lost

What Was Made at Twilight

In the final hour of the sixth day of Creation, just before God rested, there was a problem. Ten things existed that did not fit anywhere in the natural order God had been assembling all week: things that were needed but had no place in the world as built. God made them then, in the margin before the Sabbath, the narrow slot between the ordered world and its first rest. Among them: the rainbow, the manna, the mouth of the earth that swallowed Korah, the rod of Moses, the writing on the tablets of stone, the shamir, and the salamander.

These were not afterthoughts. They were preparations. The world would need them, and they were made before the world was old enough to know it needed them.

The Blood That Remembers Flame

The salamander is born from fire. Build a fire in the same hearth and keep it burning continuously for seven years, and from the heat accumulated over that time something will emerge: a small pale animal whose body carries the memory of all those years of flame. Kill it, and the blood it yields will do what fire cannot do to the one who wears it. Smear it on skin and that skin becomes untouchable by fire.

Hezekiah's mother knew this. Her husband Ahaz was the most faithless king in the line of David, a man who had consecrated his own son to Moloch, who burned the child alive in the god's fire as an act of devotion to a false god. Ahaz came for the infant Hezekiah. He had in mind to do the same. But Hezekiah's mother had obtained salamander blood and had anointed her son with it before Ahaz arrived. The fire burned. The child did not. Hezekiah walked out of Moloch's flames without a mark on him and grew up to become the most righteous king of Judah, the man who destroyed the idol altars and restored the Temple service.

The Worm That Cut Stone

The shamir was the other twilight creature: a worm, or something like a worm, no larger than a barleycorn, whose touch split stone and iron and hard wood. There was no substance it could not cut. Nothing built of matter could resist it. Solomon learned of its existence when he began building the Temple and discovered that the Torah forbade using iron tools on the altar stones: the stones were to be brought to their finished shape without metal cutting them, without the instrument of war touching the instrument of worship.

The demons knew where the shamir was: in the keeping of the prince of the sea, who had given it to the hoopoe bird for safeguarding. Solomon's servants found the hoopoe's nest and covered it with glass. When the hoopoe returned and found its young blocked by the transparent barrier, it fetched the shamir to cut through the glass. The servants drove the bird off, took the shamir, and brought it to Solomon. With it the Temple stones were dressed without the sound of iron tool in the entire complex during construction. The shamir did the work that hammers and chisels were forbidden to do.

The Worm That Was Lost

After Solomon died, the shamir was lost. No one knows where it went. Some traditions say the hoopoe bird carried it back to the sea from which it came. Others say it is still somewhere in the world, waiting for another task that requires a stone to be split without the hand of a human being lifting a blade to it. The Temple the shamir helped build was destroyed. The shamir that could not be destroyed by anything material went back into the margin between the natural and the miraculous where it had always belonged.

The salamander and the shamir were companions from the beginning: both made in the last hour of the sixth day, both things that existed outside the categories the rest of creation provided for. One protected a king from his own father's faithlessness. The other built the house where God would accept worship. The time required to produce both, seven years of fire for the one and the patience of the deep sea for the other, says something about what the tradition thought they were worth.


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Legends of the Jews 1:61Legends of the Jews

Hezekiah's wicked father, King Ahaz, tried to offer him as a sacrifice to Moloch. Imagine the horror! But Hezekiah's mother, in a desperate act of love, painted him with the blood of a salamander. Yes, you heard right, a salamander! This wasn't just any salamander, though; its blood had the power to render him impervious to fire. And so, Hezekiah survived.

Let's What is the shamir, you ask? It's this tiny worm, no bigger than a barleycorn, created at twilight on the sixth day of creation, along with other fantastical things. And get this, it could cut through the hardest diamonds! Incredible. Think about the breastplate worn by the High Priest. Those stones, each representing one of the twelve tribes of Israel, had to be engraved. How did they do it? Not with chisels and hammers! They used the shamir. The names were traced onto the stones with ink, and then the shamir was passed over the lines. Like magic, the letters were etched perfectly, without even a speck of dust coming off the stones.

That's not all. Remember the Temple in Jerusalem? The Law forbade the use of iron tools in its construction. So how did they shape those massive stones? You guessed it: the shamir.

You can't just toss it in a box. The shamir couldn't be kept in any metal vessel, especially not iron. It would burst it apart! Instead, it was wrapped in wool, placed in a lead basket, and surrounded by barley bran.

Originally, the shamir was guarded in Paradise itself. When Solomon needed it for the Temple, he sent an eagle to retrieve it. But alas, with the destruction of the Temple, the shamir vanished, never to be seen again. A lost wonder.

Speaking of vanished creatures, have you ever heard of the tahash? It was a unique animal created solely for the purpose of providing its skin for the Tabernacle, the portable sanctuary used by the Israelites in the desert. According to the legends, once the Tabernacle was completed, the tahash disappeared. It was described as a beautifully colored creature, much like a turkey-cock, with a horn on its forehead, and considered a "clean" animal. Imagine seeing that!

But the wonders aren't confined to the land. The seas teem with marvels too! There are sea-goats and dolphins, and of course, the mighty Leviathan. One story tells of a seafaring man who saw a sea-goat with an inscription on its horns: "I am a little sea-animal, yet I traversed three hundred parasangs to offer myself as food to the leviathan." Talk about a pre-ordained destiny!

And the dolphins? They're described as half-human, half-fish. Almost like merfolk! The legends even say they have relationships with humans, which is why they're sometimes called "sons of the sea" – representing humanity in the watery depths.

These tales, found within the tradition of Jewish folklore, remind us that the world is full of wonder, both seen and unseen. They invite us to consider the hidden forces at play, the creatures that exist just beyond our perception, and the enduring power of faith and legend. Perhaps the shamir and the tahash aren't really gone, but merely waiting for a time when humanity is ready to appreciate their magic once more.

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Legends of the Jews 5:134Legends of the Jews

One such legend, recounted in Ginzberg's Legends of the Jews, involves a mythical creature of immense power: the shamir. The shamir? What’s that? Imagine a tiny worm, or perhaps a stone, possessing the ability to cut through the hardest substances known to humankind. Diamonds? Granite? Child’s play for the shamir!

The Asmodeus says the king of demons, who, in this story, is in thrall to Solomon, the shamir wasn't just lying around. Oh no. It was entrusted by God himself to the Angel of the Sea. And that angel? He wasn't handing it out to just anyone. He entrusted it to… a moor-hen. Yes, a bird. But not just any bird. This moor-hen had sworn an oath to protect the shamir with her life.

Why a moor-hen, you ask? Well, the story explains that the moor-hen used the shamir for a vital purpose. She would fly to desolate, uninhabited mountains, use the shamir to split the rocks, and then plant seeds in the cracks. These seeds would then grow, covering the barren landscape with vegetation, making it habitable. A tiny creature, doing monumental work.

So, Solomon, ever the resourceful king, devised a plan. He sent a servant to find the moor-hen's nest and cover it with a piece of glass. When the mother bird returned, she was distraught! She couldn't reach her young. Driven by maternal instinct, she flew off and retrieved the precious shamir, placing it on the glass in an attempt to break through.

That's when the servant sprung his trap. He let out a shout, startling the bird so badly that she dropped the shamir and flew away in a panic. The servant grabbed the coveted prize and brought it back to Solomon.

Success. Solomon had the shamir! But here's where the story takes a somber turn. The moor-hen, realizing she had broken her sacred oath to the Angel of the Sea, was so overcome with grief and shame that she… committed suicide.

A pretty heavy ending. What are we supposed to take from this?

This legend, found in Legends of the Jews, isn't just a cool story about a magical worm. It’s a poignant exploration of responsibility, the weight of oaths, and the lengths to which creatures will go to fulfill their purpose. It also highlights the cost, sometimes, of achieving even the noblest goals. The shamir helped build the Temple, but at what price? It leaves you pondering the delicate balance between ambition and ethics, doesn't it? And the unexpected heroes, or heroines, who often hold the keys to unlocking the extraordinary. In this case, a seemingly ordinary moor-hen, entrusted with a power that shaped the very landscape.

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