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  • Writer's pictureSusan Sowerby

Remember Spring!

Updated: Mar 16, 2021

The story, ‘Spring Forgot to come’ was born about a week before my third son, Byron John, arrived as a squalling bundle of life.

The story appeared in the form of a strange dream about the ancient nature god, Pan. The dream was beautiful, so full of magic and color! I've never had one like it since.

In the dream, Pan had lost his pipes, much to the distress of the world, for without them, he could not call forth spring. His subjects, the spirits of forests, earth, air, fire and water, were helpless because a spell of losing had been cast upon the precious artifact. They were obliged to find a human child, for with that spell, only a mortal child could see it. That happened thirty years ago, but the story is more topical than ever, now.

I recall that dream being followed by a more disturbing one a few days later. I dreamed my baby was born with hair down his back and a little calf’s tail. He had pointed ears and a very cute face. Nonetheless, in the dream, I was quite upset about the tail, mostly because I thought other children would tease him.

When B,J. was actually born, he actually did have pointed ears, but thank God, no tail! I’m told pointed ears are not an unusual feature of the newborn as some of them somehow roll them into points in the womb, through movement of their heads. Most of these straighten out later, as my boy's did.

This snap of history is absolutely true, though it was years before I wrote and illustrated ‘Spring Forgot to come’. It’s about reconnecting with nature and her mysteries which I believe is something humanity sorely needs. I guess the dream was a logical extension of my subconscious mind since I spent my youth at the famous Findhorn Community where the message and focus is co-operation with nature.

I trust you'll enjoy reading ‘Spring Forgot to Come’ to your child as he or she is in the story and he or she is the hero. It’s child-like, a little bit profound and a direct product of my single and our collective subconscious. I have spun it into poetry though I have remained true to the dream. (Don’t cringe, I’m not a bad poet.) You can use the zoom so children can discover the many faeries hidden in the pages.

It will be free to download from my website very soon, so stay tuned!!!

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