Baby Steps – The Dinner Table

I have a confession to make.  I am only beginning on my journey of reclaiming my home as a true Hestia and of reclaiming a civilized femininity.   It is a slow process, and there is a wide gap from where I have come from to where I am trying to go.  Change is hard, and I believe that it takes time to make lasting changes.  I have a spouse, who takes time to adjust to change.  Furthermore, I will freely admit that I am much, much better at talking about the philosophy of the Hestia than I am on the practical application of this philosophy.

One of the changes that I am trying to make is to cook dinner and to eat dinner with my spouse at the dinner table on a regular, if not a daily, basis.  There was a time in my life when I ate two to three meals in the car in between work, school, and home.  There were other times in my life where I ate out, mostly fast food, several times a week.  The nights I did not eat, I ordered pizza.  Even when my spouse or I cooked a meal, we often ate it in front of the television.  Eating dinner at the table was a rare occasion and a special treat.  We do not have children.  If we did have children, I would like to think that we would have done a better job in this respect, but I am not so sure about that. Nowadays, children are as busy as their parents, with extracurricular activities and such, so I do not know whether we really would do any better.

It is amazing what a difference it makes to eat at the dinner table.  Yesterday, my spouse came home from work stressed and tense.  Usually, when this happens, she really wants to eat at the television, but I had already had dinner prepared and the table set.  As dinner went on, she started to calm down and relax.  It was rather amazing.

After dinner, we had dessert, a jello pie that my spouse made the day before.  I served the pie with tea, served with our nice teacups, which were passed down from my grandmother.  When my spouse saw the pie and the tea in the nice cups, she smiled more broadly than she had all evening.

Yesterday, my spouse said that she wanted pizza today.  Generally that means ordering pizza, usually from Domino’s and eating in front of the television.  Today, I decided to try something different.  I decided to make a pizza and not a frozen one.  I had already intended on grocery shopping.  I bought a fresh multi-grain flatbread crust, pizza sauce, a four cheese Italian shredded cheese mix, and some pepperoni.  I also found some tasty looking little French bread rolls to make garlic bread and salad in a bag.  Just to make things seem a little nicer, I also bought some sparkling grape juice.

SAMSUNGI also have the good fortune of a grandmother living upstairs, who is an amazing gardener.  She has a little herb garden, where she grows basil, oregano, and parsley (among other herbs).  I picked some of these fresh herbs to doctor up the pizza sauce and to add to the garlic bread.  I also set the table, and we ate at the dinner table.  It is amazing how much more civilized this felt than ordering Domino’s and eating it at the television.

Previously, I had made some other changes in my kitchen and dining room.  My grandmother gave me a lovely china set passed down from my SAMSUNGgreat grandmother.  My grandmother wanted me to use them every day.  I did use them for regular dinners for a while, but I found that they became a little less special that way.

Our everyday dishes were an old scatched-up set that was passed down to us from my mother-in-law, so we had a little extra money one month, and we decided to get some new dishes.  I found a very nice set at Walmart of all places.  The set does have mugs rather than cups with saucers; however, this is still a step up from the mugs with silly writing and pictures that we previously had.

Oh yes, one last thing.  During the month that we had a little extra money, we purchased a new coffee maker.  Our old coffee maker was on its last legs.  Look at the lovely coffee maker we found.  My spouse grumbled a little about the pink coffee maker, but I think she really likes it.

The Ladies’ Tea

This past weekend, I went to an Annual Ladies’ Tea at a larger church gathering.  The Tea itself was lovely.  There was beautiful china on the table with lovely teapots.  Ladies were dressed in beautiful and elegant dresses.

China SetWhat was interesting, and to me, a bit sad, were some reactions to the idea of a Ladies’ Tea.  There were women who seemed to think that such events should be long past.  There were also women, even at the tea, who chafed a bit at the entire concept behind this event, and I think, what such an event seemed to represent to them.  It was also sad that there were several teenage girls at the gathering who did not go to the Tea.  I think that this is symbolic of the direction our society has been headed in the last few decades, which is really just a culmination of millenia of a systemic patriarchal devaluation of the feminine principle.

In order to explain what seems to be a bit of an outlandish statement, we need to understand that the masculine principle and the feminine principle are metaphysical concepts that are separate from (but not completely unrelated to) biological gender.  In its highest form, the masculine principle is that of protection and courage, but on a more mundane level, it is related to outward action, competition, and conflict.  The feminine principle is related to nurturing, beauty, kindness, and gentleness, and is related to stillness, as opposed to action.  Stillness was not viewed as inferior – quite the reverse – to quote feminine Scripture “earth moves but heaven is still.”  Many millenia ago, even in the West, the feminine principle was seen as the higher principle, and the masculine principle was seen as the lower principle.

When patriarchy took over the world around 600-500 B.C., both in the East and the West, the East and the West took different approaches.  In the East, the feminine principle was still considered the highest principle; however, the associations of masculine and feminine became reversed, at least in terms of the qualities of action and stillness.  The quality of stillness was assigned to the masculine gender, and the quality of action was assigned to the feminine gender.

In the West, however, the masculine principle itself became seen as the higher principle, and over time, the feminine principle became more and more devalued.  Nurturing, beauty, kindness and gentleness became associated with weakness, to be subordinated to the masculine principle of achievement, competition, and war.  Men were violently discouraged from manifesting feminine traits, and though women were still encouraged to manifest feminine traits, they were made subordinate to men, legally, socially, and often violently.

Despite this, until the past several decades, there have been vestiges of the ancient dance between the masculine and the feminine in the form of chivalry.  The true meaning of chivalry was an outward manifestation of the masculine principle giving honor to the feminine principle, which survived in form, even though the understanding of the meaning of the form had been lost.  Because the understanding of the meaning of the form was lost, people mistakenly believed that men engaged in chivalrous behavior because of the supposed weakness of women.   It is understandable that feminists chafed at chivalry with the long term mistaken social belief as to what it represented.

So, how do these deep philosophical concepts relate to a Ladies’ Tea?  I believe that these events represent a dying bastion of feminine space.  Femininity is not a restriction or a prison.  Femininity is a birthright.  Not all biological women need to accept or manifest this birthright; however, it is ours, should we choose to accept it.  The very form of such events is distinctly feminine and is not trivial.

Beautiful clothing, china, teapots, and table settings are all symbolic of striving for beauty.  Beauty is an end to unto itself and is a trait of the Divine.  As children of the Divine, we can choose to adorn ourselves and our surroundings with beauty, even in a world that systematically devalues and tries to destroy beauty.  Good manners and pleasant conversation are symbolic of giving honor to each other and of engaging in harmonious social behavior.

As I am writing this, I can hear arguments and complaints about these events being far from harmonious.  Even at the tea, I heard stories of gossiping and subtle, and not so subtle, unkindness surrounding such events.  I have no doubt that women have used these events to compete with each other and to judge one another.  Yet, to avoid such events because of these things is to throw the proverbial baby out with the bathwater.

Yes, women have traits of excessive competitiveness, just as men do.  Women can be mean to each other and gossip.  We are all imperfect human beings, and we all have faults.  Those faults are not intrinsic to the feminine principle, however.  In fact, the feminine principle, in its highest form, is the antidote to these faults.  Beauty, gentleness, and kindness in manner, dress, and decor, if truly embraced, can go a long way towards the healing of ourselves and our surrounding world.

I am so glad and honored that I was a part of one such feminine hold-out in this modern, hyper-masculine age, and I hope that I can find more such feminine hold-outs in the future.