Hi, I’m Devany.
I’ve spent many years looking to the world to give me an identity and confirm my purpose, but the wilderness of motherhood has offered me a sacred path for unraveling, reclaiming and remembering.
At a time when my doubts were so large that it took all my effort to keep them quiet, I can now say it was one of Life’s greatest gifts to me.
My doubts have become wise, and kind guides and have shown me how waiting in the dark offers a solace of her own. I’ve slowly discovered that it’s less about getting it “right” and more about experiencing this one wild, and precious life (as Glennon Doyle calls it) by feeling, connecting and remembering.
Remembering my body is my sacred home here on this earth. Mixed of Divine breath and the dirt of the ground, she has what I need for my journey. Offering me the only way I get to be human. My body is the trusted source where I experience the physical and the spiritual, like washing dishes, hugging my children, or that tingly sensation I get on the back of my neck when I know I’ve encountered something miraculous. Our bodies are where we have the felt-sense of being alive, loved and connected to our own story, and the larger, sacred story of inhabiting this earth, together.
And most to my surprise, was that even in the time’s I’ve felt alone in my questions, I was never in fact, alone.
This part’s a mystery to me, a Divine One in fact. But I’ve felt a Presence with me through all the peaks, valleys, stretches of waiting, and bursts of new life that have accompanied my journey of asking and remembering. Steady, present and easily dismissed because it’s hard to explain - this is the mystery of the incarnational Love of Christ-with-us. Beating in our hearts. And alway reaching for us to respond.
you’ll find me reading, walking my dog, drinking coffee with friends, cleaning up messes of all kinds, writing about my questions or singing along to Adele in carpool. I’m married to my high-school sweet-heart and have a son and daughter in elementary school. We call our native Colorado home and we love our big family, kitchen dance parties and the mountains; my favorite sanctuary.
When not on my mat, or listening to folks stories…
Your story matters.
You belong in the great, communal tapestry of life and hold a necessary, beautiful thread.
I’d love to journey together.