
Artist | Writer | Human being
Hello, I am Lindy.
I'm an artist, writer, mother, and lifelong student of healing.
For most of my life I've been fascinated by what helps people find their way back to themselves.
That question led me through trauma work, storytelling, art, community building, and eventually the creation of Lionheart.
Today I spend my days creating art, writing, raising two incredible boys, and building the kind of spaces I spent years searching for myself.
Spaces where curiosity matters more than shame.
Spaces where people can soften without disappearing.

The things that built me
The living world

The ocean has always felt like home to me. I return to it year after year to remember what healing actually looks like. The tides taught me more about recovery than any self-help book ever could.
Return. Retreat. Return again.
The mountains, forests, rivers, storms, and wild places have been some of my greatest teachers.
The people I love

Nothing has shaped me more than loving people deeply.
My boys taught me wonder, patience, and the courage to keep becoming. Isaac taught me adventure, perspective, and that there are still horizons worth sailing toward.
The people we love become part of the map we use to find our way home.
The sacred language

Art is the most sacred language I know.
Full stop.
It communicates things words cannot ever touch.
Grief. Joy. Wonder. Belonging.
The deepest parts of being human often arrive as images long before they arrive as explanations.
The stories we carry

Stories are the bridges between people. Long before algorithms and comment sections, humans gathered around fires and shared stories to make sense of themselves and each other. Stories remind us that we are not alone. They carry wisdom across generations. They help us recognize ourselves in strangers.
And I believe we need them now more than ever.
A place to land

Lionheart began with a realization:
Shame rarely disappears because we argue with it.
It disappears when we are loved in the places we thought made us unlovable.
When we are given a seat at the table.
When we are met with empathy instead of judgment.
When we discover that belonging was never something we had to earn.
I believe every person deserves a place to land.
Lionheart is a chair pulled up to the fire. A place to rest, heal, and remember that you belong.
