The Curse of the Sapphire Jewel

By J. Speer

Many moons ago, on a starry night such as this, a meteor hurdled through the night sky towards planet Earth.  As it entered the atmosphere, the meteor burned down to a tiny object the size of your palm.  The object plummeted to the ground and landed deep in the desert sands of the African Sahara.  It was covered for a very long time but eventually the winds shifted the sands, slowly pebble by pebble off the nestled object.  What was revealed was a mysterious exotic blue stone, the most beautiful in all the world. 

One day, the sapphire stone was discovered by a Bedouin crossing the desert with a small caravan of camels.  The stone was taken to Egypt.  There, it was presented to the great priests of Karnak as a gift for the goddess Isis.  A statue of Isis was erected and the priests placed this sapphire jewel in one of the eyes.  The other eye of the statue was filled with blue cut glass.  This gem stayed in the temple for centuries.  It pleased the goddess Isis who preserved the city and brought great wealth and prosperity to its inhabitants. 

One night a band of stealthy thieves entered the temple at Karnak and stole the sapphire jewel.  They sold it on the backstreets and the gem passed from hand to hand until it was presented by a merchant to the pharaoh at his palace court. 

Upon learning of this mysterious new jewel at the courts, the priests of Karnak traveled far to see the pharaoh.  They realized that it was the sacred gem of Isis and implored the pharaoh to return the stone to the statue of the goddess.  They warned that Isis would curse those who did not return her eye. 

Meanwhile, the pharaoh’s wife had grown quite fond of the jewel.  She had already claimed it for her own and commissioned the palace jeweler to create a special sapphire necklace for her courtly appearance.  Her vanity and pride were so strong that she refused to part with the beautiful blue gem despite the priests’ dire warnings.  They warned her once more as they departed that she was in danger of enraging a goddess. 

For a time, the pharaoh’s wife scoffed at the ridiculous priests.  She laughed at them and mocked them to the entire palace court.  Those fools! She thought to herself.  How dare they make demands of the wife of a pharaoh.  What fools!

Time passed.  One evening, a traveling ensemble of Phoenician entertainers visited the palace courts of the pharaoh.  They captivated the spellbound audience with song, story, and dance.  In the final performance, a wonderous and exotic slave girl appeared.  She sang with the voice of a nightingale.  Her dance movements were as graceful and swift as a cheetah.  She enchanted those who watched, in particular the pharaoh. 

The pharaoh’s wife watched the performance and her husband’s sudden attraction to the gorgeous young girl.  Her eyes were lit with jealousy and fear.  When the slave girl was offered to the pharaoh as a parting gift from the Phoenician performers, she watched with trepidation as her husband delightfully accepted. 

It was not long before the songstress had won over the heart and mind of the pharaoh.  She became a favorite at the court, much to the chagrin and resentment of his wife.  The highest honors of the court were given to the slave girl and she was placed at the other side of the pharaoh.  This deeply humiliated the pharaoh’s wife. 

One night, while the pharaoh’s wife was sleeping, a silent black raven swiftly entered her bedroom.  It had been circling the night sky and had seen the shining flash of the sapphire gem from the window of the palace.  The bird picked up the necklace from the woman’s nightstand and carried it off into the night winds.  It flew quietly and gracefully to a place deep within the palace where it alighted onto the arm of the smiling young slave woman. 

“Thank you,” she said as she petted the bird softly.  Her eyes sparkled with mischief.  “I suppose we have taught her a valuable lesson.”

The next day, the slave girl was mysteriously gone.  When the pharaoh learned of her disappearance, he grew furious and searched her apartment himself.  Nothing remained in her room except a small statue on the bedside stand………a small statue of Isis. 

Word eventually traveled back to the pharaoh and his court that the sapphire jewel had mysteriously returned to the great statue at Karnak.  Upon learning this news, the pharaoh’s wife bowed her head in deep humility for she knew in her heart who the beautiful slave girl truly was.  And she knew now that no mere mortal should ever cross a goddess.   


Author: J. Speer

I like to write. I have 5 books currently on Amazon, mostly fiction. I try to write positive and uplifting children's stories, expressive poetry for women, and interesting articles about personal growth, alternative medicine, and spirituality. My stories are often about diverse people but with human connection in mind through inner perspective. I love my characters especially the ones from my first book, Searching for Fire. I moved recently to Vermont. I live in the North Country region near Lake Willoughby, one of the most beautiful places I have ever seen. My heart will always be with Kansas but I love travel and meeting new people with diverse perspectives on life. I have found Vermonters to have many admirable qualities like stoicism and a love and stewardship of nature. My hobbies are writing, gardening, outdoor activities like kayaking, fishing, and hiking. I am an amateur herbalist. Many years ago, an alternative medicine doctor cured me of a respiratory illness by teaching me about vitamins and for that, I owe her a debt of gratitude. I recently bought a Jeep Wrangler that fits my personality and love for adventure. Associated with the military in my younger years, I have lived in Israel, Germany, and Virginia as well - all of which I loved in different ways. I thoroughly believe in the military spouse phrase, "bloom where you are planted" and endeavor to carry a positive optimism wherever I roam. Most days are good but admittedly I get down sometimes. I am prone to sadness or severe cynicism at times, so I turn to music as my consolation and source of expression or inspiration. My favorite songs currently are "How Deep is Your Love" by the Beegees, "La Vie en Rose", "A Million Dreams" or maybe Karen Carpenter singing "Close to You" or Elton John singing "Your Song." I also like "Nothing's Gonna Stop Us" by Starship or "I'll Stand by You" by The Pretenders. "Faithfully" by Journey always reminds me of rollerskating with friends in the 1980s. My favorite quotes are from the Velveteen Rabbit, Steve Jobs, and this one..."To the caterpillar it was the end of the world, but to the butterfly it was merely a beautiful beginning." Or there is the quote from Peter Pan teaching Wendy..."What if I fall? But, oh my darling, what if you fly?" I also believe in being a pearl - graceful on the outside but full of grit and gratitude on the inside. My favorite women of the Bible are Ruth, Hannah, and Hagar. Thanks for stopping by my blog. Cheers, friend.

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