For years, I started each day by grabbing my phone before my feet hit the floor. Bad news, social media updates, work emails, and endless notifications became my daily bread, consumed before I'd even had actual breakfast or formed a single conscious thought about what I wanted from

The most radical thing my grandmother ever taught me was how to break green beans. Not the technique - that's simple enough. But the philosophy behind it: sitting on the porch swing for an entire summer afternoon, hands busy with simple work, mind free to wander, conversation flowing

I killed my first three attempts at growing microgreens. Overwatered the first batch until they molded. Forgot about the second batch until they'd dried to little green paper. The third batch never even sprouted, probably because I was trying too hard to make everything perfect. But something about

Welcome to our gentle corner of the internet, where hope grows intentionally. In a world that demands speed, we choose the radical act of sitting a spell. Here, you'll find no rushed solutions - just honest practices for cultivating hope through slow, intentional living. Our Porch Swing Hope