Black Women Meditate

09/09/2026

09/09/2026

Earlier menopause can mean navigating symptoms and related health changes sooner, yet Black women are still too often left out of the research, conversations, and policies shaping menopause care.

This is why menopause is a health equity issue.

BWHI’s Menopause and the Change Ahead takes a closer look at the policies shaping menopause care, where gaps remain, and what’s needed to ensure Black women have access to the information, providers, coverage, and support they deserve.
Knowledge is power, and policy matters.

Download our Menopause Policy Report https://powerinthepause.bwhi.org/menopause-report

06/09/2026

Lessie Benningfield Randle was just six years old when a white mob attacked Tulsa’s prosperous Greenwood District in 1921. The massacre destroyed roughly 35 blocks of the community known as “Black Wall Street,” killed as many as 300 people by historical estimates and displaced thousands.

Randle and fellow survivors spent their later years seeking reparations. In 2024, the Oklahoma Supreme Court rejected their lawsuit against Tulsa and other government entities, ruling that their claims could not be remedied through Oklahoma’s public-nuisance law. The court nevertheless called their grievances legitimate.

After fellow survivor Viola Ford Fletcher died at 111 in November 2025, Randle became the last known living survivor of the massacre. She is now 111 years old. More than a century after the attack, she has received no court-ordered reparations for what happened to her family and community.

Source: Oklahoma Supreme Court, AP, Reuters

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29/01/2026

I’ll never forget how people mocked me
and talked about me while I was going through things that nearly destroyed me.

I wasn’t being dramatic.
I wasn’t exaggerating.
I was barely holding myself together.

And what hurts most
are the ones who said they loved me.

They knew.
They saw the cracks forming.
They watched me unravel in slow motion.

They knew I was breaking.

And still, they chose ridicule over compassion.
Silence over support.
Judgment over kindness.

That kind of cruelty cuts differently.

Because when strangers are unkind, you expect it.

But when love witnesses your pain and decides it’s entertainment, something inside you changes.

You stop feeling safe.
You stop explaining yourself.
You stop believing people will show up when it matters.

You learn a hard truth early.

Not everyone who says they love you knows how to love you.

Not everyone who stays close has your best interest at heart.

And yes, time moves on.
Life keeps going.

But that lesson stays with you.

It teaches you discernment.
It teaches you boundaries.
It teaches you to be careful about who gets access to your most vulnerable moments.

If this is your story, hear this clearly.

You weren’t weak for struggling.
You weren’t wrong for needing help.
And you didn’t deserve to be ridiculed while you were trying to survive.

The fact that you’re still here
after being broken in front of people who chose not to care
says more about your strength
than their cruelty ever will.

And one day, if it hasn’t happened already,
you’ll stop asking why they did it.

Because the answer will be obvious.

They didn’t have the capacity for compassion.
And that was never your fault.