Bring Back the Dinner Party

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I think we need to bring back the dinner party.

Not the immaculate one. Not the one with the perfectly curated tablescape, matching napkins, seven courses and a kitchen island the size of a small country. I mean the real dinner party. The one where somebody brings a bottle, somebody brings a story, somebody brings a person nobody else has met yet, and somewhere between the first drink and the plates being abandoned on the table, something happens.

We connect.

Really connect.

I have been thinking a lot lately about how strange it is that we have never had more access to one another and yet, somehow, so many of us feel increasingly disconnected. We know where people went on holiday. We know what they ate for breakfast. We know they got engaged before we have even spoken to them. We watch their children grow up through a screen. We send each other memes as a substitute for conversation and voice notes because finding an actual hour to sit across from somebody seems to require the logistical planning of a military operation.

Somewhere along the way, I think we forgot how to gather.

I lived in Ibiza for four years, and one of the things I loved most about that chapter of my life had nothing to do with the clubs, the beaches or the version of the island people think they know. It was the tables. The long, lingering, gloriously unhurried tables. Lunch becoming dinner. Dinner becoming midnight. Somebody arriving who wasn’t part of the original plan. Another chair being pulled up. Music playing. Food being passed around. Conversations moving from the ridiculous to the profound and back again within the space of ten minutes.

Nobody asking what time we had to leave.

There was something deeply human about it.

I have also been fortunate enough to find myself connected to some truly wonderful communities that understand the power of creating these kinds of spaces. Places where people can come together, exhale, take off the armour and meet each other beyond the roles we play in everyday life. It is something that has deeply inspired the retreats I am currently creating and bringing to life. Because perhaps it isn’t really about the dinner party at all. It isn’t even about the table. It is about the space we create around it. The intimacy. The sanctuary. The feeling that, for a moment, you can put down everything you carry into the outside world and simply arrive as yourself. I think we need more places like that. Spaces designed not to impress people, but to bring them closer. Spaces where connection isn’t the by-product. It is the intention.

I didn’t realise at the time quite how much I would miss that culture of gathering. Soon to return to. Perhaps I didn’t realise how important it was. There is a particular kind of intimacy that only happens when people have nowhere else to be. When nobody is watching the clock. When the phones eventually disappear. When conversation has enough time to move beyond the updates and the headlines and into something real.

We talk so much now about how to create meaningful connections, as if human connection is another skill we need to master, optimise or download an app to understand. Perhaps we have made it far more complicated than it needs to be.

Maybe we just need to invite people over.

There is a loneliness creeping into modern life that doesn’t always look like loneliness. It can look like being incredibly busy. It can look like having thousands of followers. It can look like a diary packed with meetings, events and obligations. It can look like knowing hundreds of people and still not remembering the last time you sat around a table and completely lost track of time.

I have felt it myself.

There have been periods of my life where I have been surrounded by people, constantly communicating, constantly working, constantly connected, yet somehow missing that particular feeling of belonging that cannot be manufactured through a screen. I don’t think I am alone in that. I think a lot of us are starving for something we don’t quite have the language for.

Not more contact.

More connection.

There is a difference.

Maybe the answer to how to create meaningful connections isn’t to meet more people. Maybe it is to create more spaces where the people we already know, and the people we are yet to know, can actually meet each other properly.

That is why I want to bring back the dinner party.

Not as another thing for your to-do list. Not as something to photograph. Not as an exercise in being the perfect host. As an act of rebellion against a world that is becoming increasingly efficient and increasingly disconnected.

Here is where I think we begin.

1.⁠ ⁠Stop waiting for the perfect house, table or moment.

Your house does not need to look like Architectural Digest. Your plates don’t need to match. You don’t need a dining room. You don’t even need to cook particularly well. Order something. Ask everyone to bring a dish. Put bowls of pasta in the middle of the table and let people serve themselves.

We have allowed perfection to steal far too many experiences from us.

The point was never the tablescape.

The point was the table.

2.⁠ ⁠Invite people who don’t all know each other.

This is where the magic is.

Bring different worlds together. The old friend and the new one. The artist and the accountant. The person who has lived ten lives and the person who is just beginning a new one. Stop thinking about who looks good in the same room and start thinking about who might make each other think differently.

Some of the most important people in our lives arrive through other people.

If we are genuinely interested in how to create meaningful connections, we need to become better at creating the conditions for serendipity. Not networking. Not strategic introductions. Human chemistry.

There is a huge difference.

3.⁠ ⁠Put the bloody phones away.

Not because technology is evil. I love my phone as much as anyone. It contains half my life. Still, there is something quietly devastating about sitting opposite someone you love while both of you are somewhere else.

Attention has become one of the rarest gifts we can give another human being.

Give it.

Put the phones in another room. Let a song finish without reaching for Shazam. Let a disagreement unfold without Googling who is right. Let somebody tell you about their holiday without already knowing every detail because you watched it happen online.

Be where your feet are.

4.⁠ ⁠Ask better questions.

I am fascinated by people. Always have been. I want to know what makes someone come alive. What they secretly want. What changed them. What they believe that nobody else seems to understand. What they would do if they knew they couldn’t fail.

The weather has its place, but we don’t have to live there.

If you want to understand how to create meaningful connections, become interested instead of interesting. Ask the question you actually want to know the answer to. Stay long enough for the first answer to become the real answer.

People are extraordinary when they feel safe enough to stop performing.

5.⁠ ⁠Let the night have nowhere to go.

This might be the most important one.

We have become obsessed with outcomes. What is this meeting for? What are we doing after dinner? What is the plan? What time are we leaving?

What if there wasn’t one?

What if the dinner was the event?

Let the candles burn down. Let someone change the music. Let the conversation wander somewhere nobody could have predicted. Let another bottle be opened. Let somebody cry. Let somebody laugh so hard they cannot speak. Let people stay.

The moments that become memories are rarely the ones we managed most efficiently.

I think we need more spaces in our lives where nothing is being sold, achieved, improved or performed.

Places where we can simply be human together.

Perhaps that is the real answer to how to create meaningful connections in a world that is constantly asking for our attention. We have to choose to give our attention back to each other.

So yes, bring back the dinner party.

Bring back the long table and the last-minute invitation. Bring back the unexpected guest and the chair pulled up from another room. Bring back asking someone to stay for one more drink. Bring back conversations that begin with absolute nonsense and somehow end up changing the way you see your life.

Bring back gathering without an agenda.

Bring back people who would never have met without you.

Bring back the kind of night where somebody looks at the time and says, “How the fuck is it two in the morning?”

Because perhaps the revolution we need isn’t another morning routine, another productivity hack or another way to become a better version of ourselves.

Perhaps we need to stop trying to optimise every inch of being alive.

Perhaps we need good food. Music. Candles. Stories. Curiosity. Laughter. A little bit of chaos.

Perhaps we need each other.

The world has never been more connected.

I am not convinced we have ever needed connection more.

Bring back the dinner party.

The point was never the table.

The point was who we became around it.

With Love and Golden Frequency

Jenna ✨