I am a supporter of the belief you should let go of whatever doesn't serve you anymore.
In this case, our big old wooden dining table seemed to have completed its service to us a while now since our intentions to use our space in different ways had become clear. One more belief I maintain is this: what you may not need right now could be a treasure for someone else.
When looking for ways or platforms where you can get rid of things you don't need anymore - Ebay Kleinanzeigen (German Version of Ebay where you can sell, gift or just giveaway stuff you don't need anymore) gets the price for me. Discovered it some years ago when I was looking for ways to get rid of stuff I however did not want to throw away cause they were still usable.
So when I found these new awesome dining table that combined elegant style AND economy of space, I knew I had to send away our big one. So I set it on Ebay Kleinanzeigen for a (very) small price - just to symbolically have an exchange of energy happening - I give you an object you give me some money as a statement of equally exchanging energy. This by the way has become a very important principle in my life since I started studying the laws of energy, attraction & manifestation (do I sound New Age, yet?)
So today the table was picked up by someone who needed it for his wife and his children. In fact I gave it to him for much less money in the end. One thing I like about putting things up on Ebay Kleinanzeigen is that when people come to pick up the stuff you get to know them somehow. They will tell you a little story about why they need the object, what they are planning to do with it; sometimes it is not even for them but they have come to pick it up for someone else - their kid, their wife, their mom etc.
As that guy was there today to get the table, I caught myself being a bit sentimental over the table going away. What crossed my mind was that first night that we came into this house and it was completely empty and that table was the only thing we had at that point - it was huge and heavy, made of solid wood and had two amazing banks four people could sit on each. We placed it in the middle of the living room and we had our first meal on it that night - we had grabbed some fast food that night, exhausted as we were from the whole fuss of moving in. We were so happy - we had lived in a huge house near the forest before, then at a farm house at a region with wonderful horses and now this was a new phase in our lives - we had finally a really cool and modern appartment in the middle of a busy city & I was planning on attending the University nearby - it all felt so exciting.
In the next couple of years, the apartment knew lots of changes and eventually it looked amazing with its new furniture and all. But the table was somehow always special because it was the first thing we shared in our new apartment back then. When Alex was on tour in 2015 and 2016 and I would be alone, studying on that very table for that University nearby that rejected me two times before I started studying vocals at Berklee College of Music. Then when Alex would be back we would have great cooking marathons and enjoy awesome food and company around that table. When I was doing my DIY projects I would often work on it because it was so huge and comfortable. When I would talk on the phone back in 2014 trying to book job interviews when no one was hiring me as a cashier right before I was picked to work as a vocal coach at X-Vision Music Academy and do all those amazing musical projects in cooperation with the State. When I had some family issues and would call back home to see ''how things went'', I would lean over that table with the phone in my hand. Through the good and the difficult times, that table somehow was a place I found myself around so often. It was so big and solid it gave me some sense of security.
I guess it reminded me of that big wooden table we had in our kitchen at my family house when I was a teenager. Same thing - me and my sisters would sit around it with our mom and we would laugh our asses off with this and that. And then one day when hard times came we found ourselves holding each other's hand around that table and we said ''we are gonna make it''. And we did. We were triumphant in the end :)
I realized today the power an object as simple as a table can have; it keeps families together, it keeps friends and lovers together, it provides solid ground for your plans, it is most of the times the center of your home because food or eating with your people is the center of a home. Eating with someone is a sacred act - makes you get to know each other. My father would always say ''If you want to know if a man is the right one for you, go eat something with him and you will know everything about him''. Ancient Greeks worshiped the Goddess ''Estia'' - she was the goddess of the fire in the middle of the house, the heat people would cook and warm themselves with. But I come to find that the power of Estia is even outside of the kitchen where she provides her Heat - it is where the food is taken to after its been cooked and it is enjoyed by people sitting together around the same table.
From now on, I will be making sure to treat my new tables with more respect, I shall decorate and celebrate them more - for they offer the ground for that beautiful connection between events our lives consist of. So, off to new table adventures, to more dining with friends, lovers, family, to more connection between people, to more appreciation for the simple things that have so much power in the ways they help shape our human experience.