Be the Cause

Casa De Paz – Serving Kids in Need

Each time we head south, cross the U.S. border and hit the uneven, dusty roads past Tijuana, we’re reminded of the greatest gift that awaits us – serving these children that await our arrival at the Casa De Paz orphanage in Ensenada. And each and every time, they await us with eagerness and uninhibited love.

They are truly amazing.

A few of us are hitting the road again in a few short weeks to cook for the 40+ kids and to bring much-needed items they have requested of us. To make this happen, we’re reaching out to the collective community, hoping you would like to be part of the journey, in that sense.

If you would like to donate towards the meal and/or towards the items we have to purchase for the kids, here’s your opportunity. And let us know if you would like us to send you a tax donation receipt.

A heartfelt thank YOU for your caring, for reaching out to these kids in need of love and support. We will update you upon our return and publish photos as well.

Much love and gratitude!
The Mex Service Team

(Kids are aged 5-17 yrs)

* Girls underwear
* Boys underwear
* Hair ties/bands for the girls
* Feminine hygiene products
* Socks for boys/girls

If you would like to make a monetary donation, so that we can shop for you, click here:

if you have questions, email either Sonali or Irene at:


Behold the dying

The debris grazing their faces

Blurred by massive waves, surging

Death draws close

Being released into the air and closer again

They are falling – dripping into water

Like cold stale fish

Behold the dying

Drenched hopes

Their people are drowning

Their neighbors are watching

We are not gasping for air

Yet we watch, breathless

Behold the dying

We extend an arm from afar

But there is much air between our hands

All we are ascends like a flood for you

But you cannot seize our reach

Behold the dying

River arising

Distress arising

Death toll arising

Tears descending

Behold the dying

Our brothers are terrified

Our sisters – Cholera, diarrhea, crisis

Our babies are a thirsting for water – clean water

Nakedness on your village streets

Behold the dying

Respect for the dying

Love for the dying

1,600; 20 million; innumerable

Nakedness, barren skin, being held under

Watery burials

Yet the spirits will boil up

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