July 27, 2011
Its been already 5 years since I set myself on the road searching for woman made knowledge. I ended up writing a dissertation about my quest, a quite lengthy paper on feminist epistemology, a piece of work as indecipherable to many as my gesture of leaving my home country was to my family. By the way, I'm Romanian. I was born in a poor country at the periphery of Europe, a place that in spite of its extreme contrasts enjoys some of the benefits ( especially those connected to crossing borders rapidly) of being part of the EU elitist machine.
These days Virigina Wolf' wise words resonate best with my own feelings of belonging " As a woman I have no country. As a woman I want no country. As a woman my country is the whole world". For now Im trying to find a better language in which to express my knowledge as a nomadic woman, a more subtle way in which to talk about the amazing women that I meet all the time and more daring words in which to express injustice and pain.