avoiding average
i remember my best friend in school coming in one day and asking me if i’d seen the new movie “pretty woman” with a brand new lead, julia roberts, who was, according to my friend, the hottest thing on earth since fire had been discovered. and so began my obsession with redheads - from faux to genuine…
but that’s another story!
anyway, at the end of this cinderella fairy-tale, after the prince has scooped the girl onto his white steed, the camera focuses on a homeless guy ranting to (or at) bemused passers-by on the streets of l.a. “everybody’s got a dream” he says, “what’s your dream?” the idea being that america is the place where all your dreams can come true — where every prostitute has the chance of meeting and marrying a handsome multi-millionaire, who knows everything about her and still loves her passionately.
of course, it’s a lie. hooking is lewd, grubby, isolating and dangerous and america is a country where the rich get obscenely rich and the poor stay put, at best. so it is with most dreams — they lose their lustre in the unforgiving daylight. (had joseph known that his brothers bowing before him would come only after slavery, exile and imprisonment, i wonder if he would have been so quick to boast to them of his visions).
i’m at a stage in life where i’m spending a lot of time reflecting on my dreams. to be honest, i’m not at all sure what they are any more. here we are in canada, in our beautiful house with our incredible view; alli and i love one another passionately - not in any merely superficial way, but surrendering to one another’s gaze, apprehending each another’s flaws and faults and volitionally choosing what our hearts have already chosen; after being resigned for many years to the fact that i would never have children naturally, i’m going to be a daddy in nine weeks! the fairy-tale.
and yet i am restless.
part of this is simply symptomatic of being a malcontent - a mid-life crisis as cliched as is possible. but, deep down, there is a kernel of something nobel in this relentless itch to which i must pay heed.
in nine weeks i’m going to be a father. in one sense, that makes me feel incredibly special. in another sense i feel all too common. as it did when alli and i got married, the world stands at our door and says “now you have to settle down! put all the childish nonsense behind you and fall in line.” we resisted absolutely back then by selling everything we owned and investing it all in our amazing trip through north america. this time resistance feels much more difficult; i’m not even sure i know how.
i see train tracks stretching off into the distance and i am on them - the course of my life totally planned out, with no room for variation or digression. the tracks lead in only one direction. the destination is unavoidable and every day which passes pulls me inexorably towards it: cookie-cutter existence; the average; normality; doing a job which involves me spending at least 40 hours a week away from the people i love most in the world; doing something i’m not utterly passionate about, to get a pay-cheque at the end of the month. here we are, husband and wife, with the house, the kid on the way, the dog and even the minivan (no longer for traveling round the world in, but for school runs and hockey games).
after a lifetime of taking the road less travelled, i feel like i’m suddenly on the highway with everyone else. ironically, this is the moment i feel more isolated and alone than ever.
“agh, suck it up cupcake!” i hear you say. “welcome to the real world”.
and maybe i just should, if it weren’t for this nagging restlessness inside me, telling me, reminding me, there is more.
we spend so much time in our institutions - schools, governments, churches (they’re all the same) - breeding quiet clones who will fall in line and become little capitalist consumers like the generation before them and the one before that. but haven’t you been listening? haven’t you heard? capitalism is in its death throes; the west is waning and a new world order is emerging - one no longer dominated by the usa, germany, the uk and france, but by china, brazil, india and the entire african continent. we need a new course. we need a new breed. and now, when we need them, where are the leaders, the liberators, the revolutionaries and hell-raisers? where are the malcolm xs, the martin luther kings, the gandhis, the che guevarras, the michael collinses, the suffragettes, the conscientious objectors?
i want to be a different kind of husband, father, citizen, christian, man. different than i’ve been taught; much, much different than i am.
don’t get me wrong. it’s not that i stand aloof, removed, above, judging from a distance. it’s much more the case that i feel myself judged - weighed and found wanting - every single day, in just about every single way. however, i have the burning, dirty embers of a dream inside of me. i still want to change the world, i’m just completely clueless now as to how to do it (and i was so certain twenty years ago!)
“a voice says, ‘cry out!’ and i say ‘what shall i cry?’”
i have no idea any more, but i’m still willing to scream and scream and scream if yhwh has anything at all for me to say.
where is richard gere when you need him?!

are you a 4 on the enneagram by any chance Shane?
you have some interesting comments - You might consider being content with where our creator has placed you for now. Change happens in small ways as well as big.
With the people you are working with, your family and friends, those who journey alongside you daily, weekly, monthly and weekly.
You are the one who can keep the passion burning but only if you choose to do so!
There are many people like you in this world and there is a time for everything and everything has its time... Perhaps your time has still to come... perhaps it is with your family.... perhaps.... Creator God knows when and what.....
Posted by: Dot Gosling | Sunday, 02 November 2008 at 10:07 AM
somebody is gonna get their butt kicks for posting such a horrible pic of me!!
:o)
Posted by: alli | Sunday, 02 November 2008 at 10:40 AM
Point of interest: Richard Gere was a mess in that movie. And after the credits rolled, I'm pretty sure their relationship devolved into insurmountably petty rows about STDs and class differences somewhere around week 14.
Changes really do only happen a little at a time. Though often they appear to bundle in overnight for other people. A lot of your fears about lovely homes, marriages, growing up and settling down all sound very Ulsterified. And perhaps that's universal. People around us in formative years typifying an ideal based on genetics and propagation that is never meant to truly satisfy.
There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, than are dreamt of in your philosophy.
(Elsewhere, drink two litres of water a day, breathe well and try to stay in the moment. I'm pretty sure you know what to cry out.)
Posted by: Dawn Watson | Monday, 03 November 2008 at 12:37 PM
i just dont get it. call me nieve. call me blind to the dream, but i just dont get it.you ARE living the dream! i dont know ANYONE else who would pack up and leave all of lifes securities,to travel the world and end up in one of th most beautiful countries ever. count yourself blessed mate. some of us just dont have the guts.
having a family is not the end of your dream shane, its the start. your dream is within you. ever ounce of your being made for this.every cell in your body screams out and if it didnt you would slip into a coma (which i fear is happening)
THIS IS YOUR DAY. seize it. grab it and never let it go. i know you feel the weight of responsiblity of being a father (and trust me, im still in shock, cant imagine what u guys are feeling) but that is not the end. you will teach your child how to be passionate about injustice, how to be kind to the point of embaressment, how to grow and love the Lord, but most of all how to love. to love is to live. that is the gift of parenthood. dont let it slow you down, let it spur you on.
that restlessness you feel is important, it means your not satisfied with just slipping into normality. its not who you and alli are.
i wish i felt restless.
Be encouraged my friend, you have left some of us better people that we can imagine.
Posted by: Dee | Monday, 03 November 2008 at 12:37 PM
I read this with interest Shane, because I know what you mean, I believe its more to do with how we were brought up, how we see the changes afoot. Mini magee will be here shortly and the big "coughs" O is on the horizon.Change always prompts review
I find it interesting you reference Pretty Woman as I think we were children of the 80's truly, not just the bad perms and dayglo clothes(you know what i mean!!),but nothing was out of reach, the economy boomed, Maggie made it possible for our parents to be home owners, our grandparents fought a war and provided us with health care and the chance at university.We were taught to look for more, that we should reach out and make our mark.
Its hard to put this into words without sounding negative but when I lift my head from the daily grind I gotta be thankful,I have had difficulties but never anything that cant be overcome ,I have never starved (only intentionally;)!)I have always had a roof over my head, which are things to be grateful for not take for granted because they happen even in first world countries.But even as I lift my head that small nagging (dream?) is still there. I suppose its what makes us ,us.
Posted by: Christine McC. | Monday, 03 November 2008 at 01:19 PM
Alli, you are right to cause trouble for Shane, but for the wrong reasons. The pictures he posts of taunt the male soul with something he cannot possess. Besides, he's the one wearing the silly clothes.
Capitalism cannot die, it is human nature. If I want someone to do something for me I have to give them something in return. After a while and with enough buyers and sellers a market develops. It may not be a perfect market, but you remember the price you last paid and you go and ask someone else what they would charge. Capitalism is in the bazaar and the souk as much as it is in Wall Street. It was regulation (a leftist tendency) that failed to rein in the excesses caused by other forms of regulation. Captain Capitalism's theory is that the Dow Jones Industrial average is still overvalued because people have been encouraged to buy shares for retirement simply because they have always gone up, not for any inherent value. With cheap credit, encouraged by Greenspan (originally under Clinton) and Brown (a socialist), the housing market went into a bubble just like Japan's back in in the early 90s.
Anyway, enough teenage angst and thankfully I'm not bored alone. In fact I'm not usually bored, which is nice. Maybe my Nirvana reference was wasted. My point is that I was in the Sahara with a small group of Christian Youth Leaders from my locality almost exactly two years ago. It was my turn to give my testimony and afterwards the leader suggested the group lay on hands and pray for me. I had a faint vision of a path and I was comforted that God has a plan for me. Though I still don't know of the details. At the minute I quite like knowing this. Personally I don't have any plan at all except to drift. While I don't mind that day to day, I don't like to look forward and see myself the same as I am today. And don't diss me for liking John Eldredge. His writing may not be perfect, but it is easy to read and I believe his ideas are Biblical and that they reach a deep well within a man's soul.
Finally in my ultralong post, do you read Jon Acuff's Stuff Christian's Like blog? He recently wrote that he keeps asking God what's next and God replies 'what's now?' http://stufffchristianslike.blogspot.com/2008/10/425-little-david-caruso-on-our.html
Posted by: John Ferguson | Monday, 03 November 2008 at 05:48 PM
Shane,
Hi, I may or may not know you from NI and YFC and I see Jessie is our mutual friend. I found your blog and - while I couldn't disagree more with your anti-capitalism and anti-Americanism (I'm confident you'll eventually discover that capitalism is something to value) - I hear you in this post and understand what you're feeling.
I got married young, at 21, and had a baby a year and a half later. I'm now 28 and it's a mixed bag: all of the love and spontaneity and excitement of married life is still there and we love life together, our kid is 5 and having fun. At the same time we have ambitions that are frustratingly out of grasp at times, we're living somewhere we'd certainly be thinking about moving from if we hadn't just finally moved into the house we spent 4 years building, and we haven't had a second child as we'd wanted.
So.... what to do? I suspect a post like this derives more from restless emotions rather than a rational thought. In which case it's about finding peace and finding usefulness to occupy your time, both of which I've struggled with a little myself this summer. It turns out that it may be better to be IN the 'rat race' than out. It turns out it's not impossible to be unique, different, great, within conventional channels. It turns out there are things you can do right here, right now to put your heart at peace and advance your ambitions too (the internet is a wonderful thing).
Also, I hope you find some peace.
Good luck,
John
Posted by: John Wright | Monday, 10 November 2008 at 11:47 AM
"i want to be a different kind of husband, father, citizen, christian, man. different than i’ve been taught;"
I don't think you have to worry.
You will be different.
Posted by: Nathanael | Monday, 17 November 2008 at 01:59 PM
thanks for the comments guys. i appreciate the interest, encouragement and exhortation. to answer the questions: dot - i am definitely a 4 with all it's associated joys and woes! dawn - thanks for the hamlet and the reality check on the moral bankruptcy of the movie!! to both of you, i do try to stay in the moment as much as possible but (being a 4) i do go through long bouts of wrestling with my destiny!
dee - you're a wee joy and such an encouragement. thanks for the reminders of marks left behind in unseen places.
christine - there's something in that restlessness that demands exploration. i'm not sure if it's that we're maggie's children, or simply that we're humans longing for a touch of the devine, but whatever it is freud teaches us that dreams mean something!
john and john - thanks for the comments and companionship in the journeying here. i really don't believe that capitalism is human nature, neither is an assault on it at all "anti-american" (i'm actually quite proud to live north of the superpower now they have a leader who can speak in whole sentences again). that seems far too defeatist for me. (more of that in my next post methinks)
so in general, thanks for tuning in and counseling me through midlife everyone! stay tuned for more angst to come no doubt!!
Posted by: shane magee | Monday, 17 November 2008 at 03:27 PM
Shane you are wrong about capitalism (its excesses have been shown up for the worthless moneymaking for the few scheme it was building the illusion of wealth from a worthless pile of debt. It will change and survive hopefully in a much better form). And those new countries you talk about are just as greedy and selfish as the West....they will not provide a new way but rehash the same system because their is no alternative.
But I completely understand your other point about feeling restless and not knowing the answers anymore. I get frustrated as I try and make a difference and yet I look at others who say they love God but just settle down in their little lives without a thought of bringing Gods kingdom into this world yet they are happy, or content, with what they have. With an amazing wife and a newborn son I should be happy with my lot but Jesus last words were "Go and make disciples of all nations" and thats what our yardstick should be.
Posted by: Peter Mcilvenna | Tuesday, 18 November 2008 at 11:29 AM