Stop what you
are doing, close your eyes, and think. What did you think about – a situation
at school, a bill you have forgotten to pay, the stress of work? Regardless,
you just wasted five seconds of your life, gone, never to be retained again.
What are we doing in life? Are you living for a purpose? I mean, there is a
reason that you are reading this blog at this very moment, right? Or did you
just happen to be surfing the internet and the title caught your attention?
These are the same questions that I have begun to ask myself on a daily basis. What
is my purpose in life?
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This question
has often been directed towards me by my parents; however, not until recently have
I begun to formulate a serious answer. Even as a young girl, I have always been
fascinated with architecture and construction projects. From transforming
cardboard boxes into mini-dollhouses to using 3-D design programs to sketch
eco-friendly homes, architecture has long been the underlying theme of my
creative ventures. A couple weeks ago, I was given the opportunity to travel
abroad – destination: “The City of Lights ”.
Paris boasts
some of the most culturally vibrant and artistically stunning buildings in the
world. The arches and stained windows of the Notre Dame cathedral speak of the
mystery and of the reverence of the medieval era; while, the glowing white
crosses on the beaches of Normandy usher in a somber reverence for the
sacrifices made on D-Day. Concerning architecture, my goal for the future of
construction in America
is to identify the aspects specific to a country’s culture and incorporate them
into the buildings which I design. Thus, a trip to Paris introduces a vital opportunity for me
to immerse myself in European culture (specifically that of Paris ), and experience first hand the
mysteries and subtleties enveloped in the daily lives of the average French
citizen.
My research on Paris has brought me
directly to the sophistication of the Belle Epoque era. I was specifically
intrigued by the rejection of tradition and the emphasis on human pleasure and
freedom, displayed in the cabarets, best described as sophisticated night clubs
complimented by circus, dance, and theatre. “Out with the old, in with new,” I
laughed to myself. Such institutions turned commercial advertisement into an
art, as businessmen began to experiment with the use of bold words, small
words, and multiple colors to promote their businesses. In addition, my mouth
watered when I discovered that the French culinary delicacy, the macaron,
became famous through the growing popularity of tea salons and pastry shops,
specifically Ladurée, during this period. The Belle Epoque is also known as the
“Beautiful Age”, particularly because due to the economic success of the
country of France, allowing the middle and lower class to enjoy luxuries such
as running water, gas, electricity, and good plumbing. However, I distinctively
enjoyed the attention placed on the ideals of naturalism and realism by the
writers during this period. In contrast to the use of literature by previous
authors to question the government, Guy de Maupassant placed a comedic emphasis
on real life situations through poetry and multiple short stories.
So, here is
where we revert back to my original question. What is my purpose in life?
If anyone had asked me that question a couple months ago, I would not have been
able to give a straight answer, but now I am confident. My purpose is to live
beyond my wildest dreams, to explore, to seek for the challenges in life and to
overcome them, to travel, to build, and to take advantage of opportunities and
to make my imaginations reality. There, five minutes of your life is gone, but
this time it was not wasted. What is your purpose in life?
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