Last week i arrived back in Amsterdam from a three week trip to Morocco. I organized a yoga retreat there and subbed some classes for a friend. What struck me most was the notion that in Morocco nobody is really alone. Family ties are strong, men hang around together on the streets, and women meet up inside their houses to cook, chat, and gossip. Another traditional, social event is the weekly visit to the Hammam, a steam room where they wash themselves. There I was confronted with real sisterhood; women were washing each other's backs and without shame peeling of their friend's dead skin. I was astonished… off course about feeling no shame to just scrub off all the dirty skin of your friend, but on a deeper level i started thinking about how back home I would never ever let a friend do that to me, help me in such a way. I mean I can do that myself, cant I? I started realizing that in the West, being independent is such an important value that we forget that it is actually quite nice to once in a while ask a friend to metaphorically 'peel your skin'. Still I am this 'independent' woman, but realize that it is ok to ask my friends for help, and if it concerns work, actually beautiful things can emerge by teaming up with others. And in daily life? In daily life I try to connect with others by simply smiling at the person sitting in front of me in the metro, or making a chat with my neighbor while rushing down the stairs. And if i forget my discount card for traveling by public transport, i just ask the own next in line if i can use it, instead of going all the way back home.