The moment it began
A mother, a sick baby, and a basket.
“I have nothing else to sell, but I know how to make baskets. My son is very sick and he needs medicine.”
A young mother in Tezoatlán, Oaxaca
She marketed her baskets as loudly as her voice would allow, her baby still and feverish in the carrier beside her. In a place this poor, an untreated illness can be permanent, or fatal.
Our founders met her on a trip to the Mixteco highlands. They couldn’t just help her once. That day the dream was born: not charity, but opportunity: a way for these families to earn, to heal, and to keep their culture alive on their own terms.
Today that idea has a name: Foundation Mixtecos Unidos.



