The Day After Tomorrow
The day after tomorrow, I’m gonna have a new life
The day after tomorrow, I’m gonna live in the light
I’ll forget all the sorrow, and those things I can’t change
The day after tomorrow, all I’ll do is sing.
The day after tomorrow, I’ll be back in the green
I won’t need to borrow, cause there’s nothing I need
There’s no winners or losers, and I’m only to blame
The day after tomorrow, I’m gonna live like a king.
I’ve got to keep on moving I can’t fly in a stall
Each days a new adventure since I’m part of, I’m part of it all.
The day after tomorrow, I’ll be warm in the sun
And radiating around me, an unconditional love
Life’s act of forgiveness, takes away all the pain
The day after tomorrow, life won’t be the same.
They say you need to live your life one moment at a time
But the days ahead look lovely ‘cause the future, the future is mine.
The day after tomorrow, where the mystery’s concealed
Where light rules over darkness, and the truth is revealed
I’ll create my life’s story, with no future to fear
The day after tomorrow, you’ll find me right here
The day after tomorrow, that moment is now.
Music and Lyrics written and performed by Chris Hertz -copyrighted
Of Angels and Fairies
Elizabeth Towne, NC, 1917
The pain is brief. It actually is a welcome relief from
the deeply embedded pain in my heart and soul.
This is so much quicker and easier than that horrendous
pain of losing my beloved. Why? What is the purpose
of his senseless death? So that one man can face
another, and get rid of his life so that he can feel more
powerful? Damn the war! How could death or murder
be justified on any level? The aftermath—unthinkable
pain. The aftermath—the eyes of my beloved in a new
She comes forth, out of my body, out of my being,
an exquisite jewel, with eyes so clear, bright and full of
love, that I can hardly look. But I do and drink in every
part of her. I lovingly check out every inch, every tiny fingernail, toe, every luscious curl on her perfect little
head. She is a gift so precious, that I feel honored by
God. I feel angels all around us, laughing in delight and
joy at the birth of this tiny miracle child.
As I look into her innocent, clear, blue eyes, I see
stars sparkling so bright, with the promise of incredible,
delicious delights. I notice out of the side of my vision
flitting creatures, flashes, as if on wings. I see round
bubbles of rainbows floating like precious jeweled drops
amongst the winged ones. They all seem to herald this
new treasure, my little treasure, created with love. I am
overjoyed by their presence.
I was brought up on stories of these “little people”
or fairies, mainly to keep me out of trouble, but I have
never really seen them. That I could not see them
was not acceptable or appreciated by my Ulster Scot
parents! In the old country of Ireland, the fairies or little
people were honored and respected. No one would dare
trespass into their fairy circles or build something on
top of their paths. Farmers often left treats for them
outside in return for favors and the hope that they
would protect their families. To sense them here with
me now, instills a joy so immense in my being, that I
feel as if my heart will burst with joy. And then I feel
pain. It is a searing dread that makes my heart painfully
clench and stop! No, no! It cannot be so!
excerpt to “Broken Stone”
My Dearest One. You wake up so early, with your mind turning and churning, thinking of the past day and judging it. Did you do good, bad, or indifferent? Did your hurt someone, or yourself? You feel into your body. Does it hurt? How does it feel? Your heart, is it heavy, sad, or happy? Do you feel hot, cold or just right?
You are aware of so many sensations and feelings. So many, many judgments you put against your self. Yourselves. What is the good in that?
Oh, we want to help you so very, very much! If you could only see yourselves as we do, you would not be so harsh upon yourselves. Yourself.
You sparkle like a crystal hanging from a fine chandelier, throwing colors of rainbow around, that dance, bouncing and floating around the rooms, circling and twirling its beautiful light. You are that light.
Do you know when you feel really, really good? You feel you look like a million bucks, or just received a wonderful amount of money, or a great present. Or perhaps you did something for another, and it made you feel really, really good? You sparkled. Well that’s how we see you, always. That is your true self.
When you bury that sparkle with worry, judgment, despair etc. etc., we feel despair too, for you. Then we patiently wait for you to once again remember, that you are a Divine Sparkle. We wait for your sparkle. We wait.
Ah, that is not to say that you are not to feel these things, after all you are human. And we understand being human is not an easy task. In fact, it is very, very difficult task making us admire you even more. Yes, you must face these things, but face them- and then let them go. Release. Poof. Gone.
Don’t keep these thoughts, worries, despair, or angers tethered to your bodies, mind and spirit where they fester and en-flame you. Step under a figurative waterfall. Just use your imagination. As the sparkling, crystalline water flows over you, let those things, thoughts, feelings that are no longer needed, get washed away. Permanently. Gone. Done.
Oh now then, your dazzling sparkle is brilliantly brighter. Your sparkle vibrates with vibrant colors, flashing radiant hues of intensity, creating a feast for the eyes and spirit. We delight in the spectacle. Beautiful ones are noticing you. Good is attracted to you, because of your divine radiance. You even smell beautiful. Notice the dragonfly as it softly alights on your arm inhaling your perfume. You know what we mean.
Sparkle sister. Sparkle brother. Let good have the opportunity to find you. Let your sparkle give good to others
We see you. We love you. We honor you- Crystal Being. My, how you Sparkle. Sister. Brother. (n. k. hertz)
It is SO interesting to see these photographs. Sandy and I photographed fairies in Ireland in 2011. We did not see them until the photos were developed. It was a lovely surprise! Do I believe in Fairies or Faeries, YES I do. I believe nature has many small “beings or spirits” or whatever word is more comfortable, that assists the planet, thus us.
Do I know if John Hyatt’s photos are real, NO I don’t. But isn’t it fun to think they might?
Thank you Louise, for bringing this article from the Manchester Evening News, April 2, 2014 to my attention. What Glorious Fun! – Nancy
Manchester lecturer John Hyatt, 53, captured the enchanting images of what he says are fairies in the Rossendale Valley
The existence of fairies has long been dismissed and resigned to the realm of children’s books and Disney films.
However Manchester Metropolitan University lecturer John Hyatt claims he now has proof the creatures are real and are residing in the Rossendale Valley.
And he is on a mission to get more adults to believe and ‘bring a bit of magic into their lives.’
John Hyatt, Director of Manchester Institute for Research and Innovation in Art and Design (MIRIAD) at Manchester Metropolitan University snapped images of what he claims are the tiny winged creatures whilst out photographing the Lancashire landscape over the last two years.
And he has now put his photographs on display at a special exhibition.
Fairies in Rossendale Valley photographed by professor John Hyatt
John, 53, who was a member of the Three Johns punk band in the 1980s and 1990s insists his photos are genuine and have not been altered in any way.
And he says adults that have seen them have begun to harbour ideas that they may indeed be real.
He said: “It was a bit of a shock when I blew them up, I did a double take.“I went out afterwards and took pictures of flies and gnats and they just don’t look the same.“People can decide for themselves what they are.“The message to people is to approach them with an open mind.“I think it’s one of those situations where you need to believe to see.“A lot of people who have seen them say they have brought a little bit of magic into their lives and there’s not enough of that around.”
Professor John Hyatt
John, who lives Rawtenstall, has posted some of his images on social media and says they have attracted much debate.
The exhibition, called Rossendale Fairies, will be on show at The Whitaker Museum in Whitaker Park in Rossendale, throughout the spring.
John said the name is a nod to the famous story of the Cottingley fairies where two schoolgirls in Bradford claimed to have photographed fairies in their garden, which they confirmed 60 years later had been faked with cardboard cut-outs.
However he admits the creatures he snapped are a long way from the characters depicted in children’s stories and hopes his pictures will change people’s perceptions of them.
“Everything gets stereotyped, whatever it is.“But there are stranger things in life than fairies, and life grows everywhere.“I don’t believe they are just smaller versions of us and go home and have a cup of tea at the end of the day.“And one is suggesting they have any special powers.“From my experience they were just enjoying themselves and there was a little dance in the sunlight going on.
“They are just beautiful pictures and beauty can make people believe.”
Yes, it’s interesting and somewhat instructive to know how things got the way they are. What’s far more important, though, is what you choose to do going forward. Pay attention to what has happened but don’t waste your precious and powerful energy becoming obsessed by it. Put that energy into moving in a positive direction. It’s what you can do now that really matters. As big as they might have been, the expired opportunities of yesterday are now negligible compared to the possibilities of today. What you can do now is connect with your most treasured dreams. What you can do now is act with passion and the highest expectations to bring those dreams to life. Instead of living with wistfulness, regret, or anger about the past, you can live with positive purpose toward a great and shining future. The direction you face makes all the difference in the world, so make the choice to face forward. This is a new moment, and with it comes the chance for a new start. Take that chance, grab that opportunity, and live your life forward in a beautiful and fulfilling way. — Ralph Marston Wishing All a Safe, Warm and Blessed Day
LIFE IS A MIRACLE by Chris Hertz- Singer, Songwriter, Musician
Jan. 1, 2014-( I opened up my email and received this divine review. What a way to start a brand new year!! 2014, looks like a remarkable year.)
Wow, what a beautiful job you did with Fairy Bright. I was so impressed with your writing and illustrations that I never finished the book till after midnight. Your description of the foal was so accurate I was wondering where you observed that process. You were right on the money. And then how you gave a life to Fairy Berry not ever knowing her (it was such a positive, purposeful life).
The writing of the story was absolutely superb and the book flowed smoothly. You have to feel real good, I’m proud. Now where are you going to find the next one. I know you will. Thank you so much for the wonderful Christmas present that I will cherish. ( Don B.)
and then – Review of Broken Stone by n. k. hertz
N.K. Hertz is a talented new writer addressing eternal themes in a unique way. Underlying her part parable, part history, part fiction with spiritual, Christian and magical overtones woven together with a light touch are the eternal questions: Who am I? Why am I here? What is my purpose? What is love?
The story was triggered by the discovery of a broken headstone in a cemetery by a Steffen, while having his lunch. It was the pauper’s grave of Fairy Bright Gordon who died in 1934 after a short life.
The novel has clear roots in the southern tradition. It is full of lush descriptions with the heady perfumes and beautiful colours of North Carolina. Birds play a role including the humming bird but most importantly the flashing red cardinal, traditional emissaries of spirit. Fairy bright refers to the humming birds at one point as ‘My beloved fairies in disguise’.
She is very much a child of nature and narrates part of the novel. From her permanent place of rest in the potters field far from the fancy graves of the important people of her town. Yet even there she is graced by the presence of a magnificent dogwood dropping blossom on her broken headstone.
She observes the man on the day that he discovers her grave and picks up on a beautiful song that seems to appear from nowhere. As he contemplates the headstone she makes the decision to tell her story to him. Steffen is a man in crisis in his own life and this is described in detail. He is drawn by the music to begin to feel empowered and resume his passion for music, yet is haunted by the story of Fairy Bright Gordon.
As their stories unfold another player enters, Seta, a young disabled woman from Afghanistan with an American mother and a Sufi master father and a highly evolved level of spirituality. She meets Steffen on an airplane, connects deeply with him and passes him a gift.
About one third of the way into the book Fairy Bright’s story is introduced, itself with spiritual overtones from her moment of birth in 1917. She is a pure being graced with a connection to the fairy worlds, animals and nature, yet the circumstances of her birth result in a challenging life as the child of a widow living on a plantation. Her story is beautifully told from the magic of her childhood to the gradual unfolding of the reality of her vulnerability as her gifts were exploited by the powerful landowner Reynolds Hatcher.
There are surprises, twists and turns in the plot that allow magic to continue to be woven as the interconnection of character’s lives becomes revealed. We know of course that Fairy Bright died young but the suspense of how and why is well maintained. As the book continues further twists in the plot introduce more transforming spiritual themes including near death experience, reincarnation and the power of Love. Highly recommended. And don’t forget the music that accompanies the book! ( Patty Star)
another – Your Book! apologize for not responding sooner, finished it 2 days after getting it. Want to read it again, but all I can say now is I thoroughly enjoyed it. Liked the connections you created between the characters from different era’s and their eventual coming together. Imo, ( that’s all I have lol) It’s well written, intriguing and captivating! Couldn’t put it down nor did I want to! Well done! (Jim B.)
Enjoy a unique shopping experience in an old mill in Belmont, NC. Inside you will find 100’s of booths with many cool artworks, antiques and other unusual goodies for sale. While there, look for Fairy Bright. She is calling you in…… and as a bonus, each book sold there, is signed, and includes a hand-made, one-of-a-kind, jeweled bookmark! Enjoy an original reading experience. She’s calling you……