I do not write to decorate Thought. I write to release it. Each letter that is bound here was once an intuition, a wound, a question without an answer. I was not trained in the comfort of validated knowledge. I did not grow up among luxuries, much less among vanities. And no, I have no social resentment, on the contrary: I grew up in a humble family where my parents raised eight children, with me being the youngest. I grew up hearing a phrase that marked me: "The most important thing is to study... and be someone." A girl in the midst of many adults, who did not understand why you had to fight to be someone. Weren't we already? I was trained in the URGENCY of saying what is not said. Thinking about what makes you uncomfortable. To sow Ethics in silence and convert the Word into Territory. This Book is a testimony of that journey: That of a Woman who made Ethics her home, Latin America her Voice, and FILPROLAT her way of being in the World. Here I collect my steps, my Books, my chapters and my sentences. But, above all, here I collect my Root. May this text be a shelter for those who seek Epistemic Justice, Critical Truth and Weaving Thought.