Kyera Got Married

Coming down from a roller coaster of a weekend. I gave my daughter away at her wedding on Saturday. It was a small, relaxed event with close friends and family. I’ll be blogging more about it on my Tumblr but I wanted to share this video I made here on WordPress.

We felt awkward about doing a mother-daughter dance so I made a video instead. I had a band in college called Angel Witch and we used to do a cover of a Guns N’ Roses song. My daughter found a cover by Taken By Trees which I was going to sing. I decided to use it as the backdrop of photos from our life, her life.

I finished it on Saturday night and she finally got to see the secret I was putting together after the wedding.

My life is in transition! I’m looking forward to whatever is on the horizon for me.

 

Why I’ve Moved Part-Time to Tumblr

I’ve decided to use this space exclusively for my professional life so almost all traces of my personal life, including single parenting my daughter, are now on my Tumblr. This blog gets found for searches on “geddy lee daughter,” “kyera bowlen,” and “zack and joey nu,” among other things, so I figured I’d let everyone know where you can find my other, more private stuff these days.

I still have old posts here on radio and earlier posts from 2007 but hereon in, I’m keeping it focused on communications.

I’d love to see you on Tumblr! I post music and my insights on faith there, and a bunch of other things that just don’t fit here anymore.

My oldest Tumblr is from 2007. I don’t know what to do with it at the moment but you’re welcome to poke around. My not-so-secret fitness Tumblr is Fat Lady Working Out.

Compartmentalizing is good. Keeps everything separate.

Postscript Thoughts from My Time with Kem Meyer

Team Diggity with Kem Meyer

Team Diggity with Kem Meyer on our last day together, May 23, 2012

I look constipated in this picture. I was in mid-laugh as Brittany Riblet, coaching network project manager for Wired Churches, pressed the shutter. I’m not sure if the coaching groups before us from previous falls and springs posed for a photo, but I knew that I wasn’t going to leave without one.

Earlier that day, I pulled a Filipino proclivity (we’re known for taking looooots of pictures) and asked Kem if I could take a picture with her. What can I say? I’m a fan of her book, “Less Clutter, Less Noise.”

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My Campus Harvest Story

I’m a statistic. I fall under the category of “heard the Gospel before the age of twenty-five.” People who keep tabs on statistics when people hear the Gospel say that most do as young adults. That was me. But unlike many people my age in 1991 Manila, I was a young mom and wife at twenty-two. Unlike my peers who were enjoying college life, I dropped out at nineteen, pregnant and barely two years in to getting a degree in Literature from the comfortably Catholic De La Salle University.

It was fear of the future and the unknown that pushed me into a relationship with my Lord and Savior. The Gulf War had broken out, and I was deathly afraid of the future. I think becoming a parent made me fearful. “What kind of world would my daughter grow up in?” constantly raced through my mind and kept me up at night.

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Getting Started in Voiceover

I know, right. I haven’t been doing voiceover at my previous level and yet here I am dishing out advice.

I got an inquiry in my inbox through my About.me profile on how to get started in voiceover. The person wanted any tips I could give. As I was answering the email, I figured I’d turn it into a blog post!

I’ve had to eat a lot of humble pie when it comes to voiceover. It’s just an entirely different ballgame here in the US. Competition is stiff. And for someone who works a full-time job, it’s not a priority for me at the moment to start at the bottom of the rung. That being said, the following tips I came up with are all part of my experience and personal journey, which I love sharing.

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Occupied

There’s no escaping the fact that Americans are facing a new economic reality. The Occupy movement started on Wall Street with people taking to the streets to “no longer tolerate the greed and corruption of the 1%,” the 1% being the wealthy. The 99% are the rest of America who struggle to make ends meet. They are the ones who have “occupied” Wall Street. Occupy has since grown from the streets of New York, to other cities, including Nashville, and so has the birth of other blogs from the other percentages of wealth.

There’s the 1 percent who stand with the 99 percent, America’s wealthiest who believe in wealth redistribution and higher taxes on the rich, and then there’s the 53%, the ones who work long hours and stay away from debt who say the issue on Wall Street is an issue of personal responsibility.

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A Life Lesson from Steve Jobs

“Sometimes life hits you in the head with a brick. Don’t lose faith. I’m convinced that the only thing that kept me going was that I loved what I did. You’ve got to find what you love…. Your work is going to fill a large part of your life, and the only way to be truly satisfied is to do what you believe is great work. And the only way to do great work is to love what you do. If you haven’t found it yet, keep looking. Don’t settle.”

I came across this quote on my Facebook Wall. It’s from the status update of my former boss quoting Steve Jobs. Lynn Nawata, who used to work for our organization, left us after ten years to become the executive director of one of our compassion ministries in the Philippines, Real LIFE Foundation. She was my most favorite person to work for and with. She’s a great mentor and role model. Our former global communications director now gets to oversee a foundation that provides education scholarships for the underserved of Metro Manila, and she’s madly in love with what she does.

I did a quick Google search to find the source of Mr. Jobs’ quote and found that it’s from the 2005 commencement address of Stanford University.

“I’m convinced that the only thing that kept me going was that I loved what I did.”

I look back at my career and think about these words. I can’t claim that as a child or even as a young adult that I knew without a doubt what I wanted to be when I grew up. Depending on the day or my mood, I wanted to be a doctor, a nurse, an astronaut, a veterinarian, or a writer. The one thing I can claim is that life has had a funny way of putting me where I am today.

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