10 Undeniable Truths About An Invincible Woman
Own Your Worth. Define Your Destiny. Heal The World

I’ve always been told I’m difficult.
My mom called me an instigator from the time I could crawl.
My husband calls me a contrarian.
If there’s a stream, I’m swimming up it.
If there’s a belief, I’m questioning every opposing point of view. It’s how I’m built. I used to think I was flawed. A troublemaker.
I was certainly a scapegoat.
Definitely an easy target in dysfunctional dynamics.
I was the kind of girl who ruffled feathers and made waves. But I wasn’t loud. I typically did it in quiet ways because, though I was rebellious by nature, I was afraid to use my voice.
So when I did speak up, people told me they expected more from me.
Or, in reality, less.
For many years I compressed the loud, the angry, the action taking part of me—too concerned about the outcome of such “obstinance”.
I lived life pulled between do-good people-pleaser and inner rebellion. I often fantasized about burning it all down.
The problem was, I didn’t always know what exactly I wanted to burn down.
As a child, I was conditioned by a toxic household. Conditioned to care, coerced into putting everyone else’s needs before mine.
But I’m a sensitive empath. I knew the adults didn’t have their shit together.
Energy never steered me wrong.
I needed love and attachment, but my tortured heart craved truth.
I craved knowing the real, blood-stained, undeniable truth about what a woman was meant to be.
What I was meant to be.
I remember pouring over my mom’s Victoria’s Secret and Spiegel magazines. It wasn’t the lingerie or the pretty faces that drew me in. Though I suppose, initially, that caught my attention.
It was much deeper.
It was the women’s expressions. I studied their postures. Obsessed with how powerful they appeared. (proof of advertising preying on our deepest desires)
I remember thinking— “When I grow up, I’m going to wear collared shirts with rolled up sleeves.”
I admit, to this day, I can’t resist a good linen, collared shirt.
I didn’t realize back then that those magazines were selling belief systems, promises packaged up with pretty girls and puffed sleeves.
As a little girl, I knew one thing.
I felt nothing like what those women appeared to exude.
For years, I carried the feelings about those images that I couldn’t find words for.
We were all sold a short-sighted image of strength and feminine sovereignty.
And it took me 30+ years before I knew what those images were igniting in me.
The Desire To Be Invincible.
Those women seemed limitless.
There was a certain carefree power they exuded, and once I caught a glimpse of it, I wanted it too.
I needed it.
Invincible: Incapable of being conquered, overcome, defeated.
I wanted to live invincible. I wanted to be a woman who refused to be go down without a fight.
A woman who wasn’t afraid to face the hell in front of me and find the freedom on the other side.
But being invincible isn’t about being made of steel, tough and unbothered by battering rams on our souls. I live there for years under the protective shell, petrified of what my vulnerability could cost me.
We are hurt by the beliefs sold to us.
We are hurt by the systems that try to break us down.
And the true power of invincibility? It isn’t about avoiding the hurt.
It’s about how we rise from it. How we use the pain, the past, and the old stories to fuel us toward our true purpose and desires.
10 Undeniable Truths About an Invincible Woman
She refuses to shrink herself to appeal to everyone.
Sure, there’s times she tempted to cave, cut herself down a notch and give them what they want.
But an invincible woman believes that being authentic attracts the ones who resonate with her.
And repels those who don’t.
She questions her own narrative.
She refuses to stay chained to past beliefs.Though she may fear the unknown, she may fear facing forgotten or buried parts of her, she moves through the fire.
She unlearns, unburdens, and reshapes her truth.
She removes herself from relationships and situations that make her feel unheard, devalued, and disempowered.
She has no need to defend herself to those who’d rather enjoy the show than hear her truth.
She doesn’t beg, plead, or please.She walks away without defense and prioritizes her peace over their approval.
She understands the difference between owning her boundaries and controlling others actions.
She determines the conditions for entry and erasure from her life.
An invincible woman doesn’t hold buckets that aren’t hers to carry.
She does not dilute herself, devalue her worth, or deny receiving goodness in any form.
She knows that courage is a precursor to the life she dreams of.
She settles for no less than offering the tender and sacred parts of herself—with a fierce love that leads, nurtures, and heals.She does not make excuses for men.
She does not bend or make herself smaller in their presence.She does not tolerate incompetence or enable weak behavior.
She is known by her energy.
Invincible women embody a frequency that says:“I will love the hell out of you, see you in your fullest value, and call you to greater expansion by my healing essence. But, damn, I will not put up with manipulative bullshit.”
She sees through people who try to knock her down.
She’s not triggered by people who think she’s bossy, bitchy, or self-righteous.She knows her worth and refuses to waste her energy on people who tear her down.
She neither fights nor fawns.
She neither pleads nor appeases.She takes radical ownership over her life, her well-being, and her purpose.
She defines how high, how big, and how far.
She changes, shifts, and adapts according to her dreams, insights, and energy.She aspires to higher places but stays unattached to the outcome.
The invincible woman chooses to foster a state of gratitude now, believing her happiness is HERS today—not the byproduct of future circumstances.
An invincible woman does not live from the past but from the future. She is a reverse engineer. She envisions a future version of herself and practices being that version today.
She connects deeply with people but unapologetically cocoons herself into a quiet healing space when she needs to.
She decides her path, owns her healing, and pursues her own heart.
Invincibility isn’t about hardening yourself to the world.
We’re not meant to abandon the soft, beautiful spirit within.
Invincibility’s not about building walls to protect you from pain.
It’s about standing in your truth with vulnerability inside of strength, knowing that every part of you—the light and the dark—
It deserves to be seen, loved, and expressed.
Invincibility is not about armor.
It’s about finding your foundation in the knowing that you are worthy RIGHT NOW. And then acting on that knowing.
I see woman after woman who feels the gap between a sense of worthiness and acting on that worthiness.
Act courageously and challenge the narrative that says you need to shrink, hide, or silence yourself.
Women, we are awakening. We are leading the world into a future of healing that it hasn’t known since ancient times.
It is our duty to break free from old stories that no longer serve us.
We must own all of ourselves and step out of the bullshit we’ve allowed ourselves to be surrounded by.
I desire to see a collective of women immovable in their inner knowing, yet fluid in their capacity to evolve.
Women, we are the shit-shakers the world is crying out for. The men are counting on the embodied feminine to lead the way back.
Your true feminine force is to be neither feared nor ignored.
But to be revered,
to be welcomed,
to be sought after for the steadfastness of your spirit.
As you shift your identity, shed your heavy layers, you re-attune to your inner knowing.
Our world is begging for us to come back to our hearts, honor the fullness of our feminine, and embrace all of our bodies.
A body you’re learning to listen to.
As you act from the place of worth you inherited in the womb, you become a catalyst for collective healing.
The world is desperate for your voice, your medicine, and your story.
It needs the richness of your rebirth.
The tales of your truth.
The grace from your growth.
If we’re going to rise as queens and lead with compassion, with fierceness, and with tender love;
we must become the fierce, feminine force that cannot be ignored.
We must become invincible.
It’s the path of healing.
For you, for your sisters,
and for the world.
“I will love the hell out of you, see you in your fullest value, and call you to greater expansion by my healing essence. But, damn, I will not put up with manipulative bullshit.”
I've been practicing this and it's new for me. I love the outcomes! Respect is rising and ignoring my requests diminishing. I knew I had been clear in communication before, now I am living that knowing.
Thank you for this reassurance, I'm grateful to know of others walking this path as well.
Wonderful post, Katie! I continue to return to the "felt sense" and embodiment ideals you discussed. Women feel; we sense. We intuit, and we have knowing. Trusting that part of us and listening to that voice matters for us, for the decisions we have to make, and for the world around us. May we learn to listen to our gut, moving toward what we know, even when we cannot quite define the outcomes.