05/06/2026
I used to spend a lot of my life reaching for the next thing.
The next goal.
The next job.
The next stage where life would finally feel easier.
Even in farming, it was always:
“Once we get through this season…”
“Once things settle down…”
“Once we get ahead…”
But the funny thing is…
there was always another “next.”
Another thing to fix.
Another place to get to.
And somewhere in all that…
I stopped actually being in my life.
Always reaching forward.
Rarely here.
I still catch myself doing it now.
Thinking about where The Healing Barn could go.
What the future could look like.
How to make it all happen.
But I’m starting to realise something.
Life doesn’t really happen in the future version we imagine.
It happens here.
In the ordinary stuff.
The quiet moments.
The conversations.
The bit we’re usually trying to rush past.
Funny how often we chase the next thing…
without ever letting ourselves arrive where we already are.
What part of your life are you rushing through right now…
trying to get somewhere else?
Scott Holdem