My name is Kiran Singh. And this is my Sattva Story. I was not supposed to end up here. Not in the UK. Not building organisations. Not writing about midlife and menopause and the particular, layered complexity of being a South Asian woman navigating the second half of her life. Not sitting across from women, …
A monthly record of The Sattva Collective’s journey, for our community, and for anyone who wants to understand what building something meaningful actually looks like from the inside. May was the month everything became real. Not that it wasn’t real before. The articles were real. The women who wrote to us were real. The conversations …
There are some stories that stop you, and this is one of them. Tafiq Akhir, known widely as Mr Menopause, remembers being a teenager and watching his mother stand at an open window during a Cleveland snowstorm, drenched in sweat, silently suffering through what he would only understand years later was menopause. No one in …
What dementia risk, menopause, and midlife mean for us, and why the silence is making it worse. There is a conversation happening in the mainstream health world about women and dementia. About how women make up nearly two-thirds of all Alzheimer’s cases. About the role that oestrogen decline at menopause plays in brain health. About …
Something new exists today. Not a product, not a campaign, not a one-off event that disappears after the social media posts fade. Something that will return, every year, on the same date, growing a little louder, reaching a little further, carrying a little more weight each time. Today, The Sattva Collective CIC announces Sattva Day …
Celebrating the first anniversary of The Sattva Collective CIC, and the reason it was always about than just me. I want to tell you something I don’t say often enough: building The Sattva Collective CIC was never just about creating an organisation. It wasn’t just about filling a gap in the menopause conversation, though that …
There is a particular kind of exhaustion that South Asian women in midlife know well. It doesn’t always look like a breakdown. It doesn’t always arrive with a diagnosis. It arrives quietly, in the middle of a perfectly ordinary day, loading the dishwasher, attending a family gathering, smiling through a conversation you no longer have …
There’s a scene I’ve seen play out so many times. A South Asian woman in her 40s or 50s, sitting at a kitchen table after everyone else has gone to bed. Her phone is full of messages from relatives, parents, children, and community friends: “Can you just check this?”“Can you talk to her? She listens …
There’s a particular kind of exhaustion that doesn’t go away with a good night’s sleep. You wake up tired. You move through the day in a haze. You do what needs doing, because you’re the one who always does. And by the time evening arrives, you don’t feel like a person. You feel like a …
There are some women whose presence tells a story before they even speak. Women who have not only built something lasting, but have also done so in the face of criticism, cultural expectation, invisibility, and a world that did not always know what to do with their confidence. Women who have carved out space not …