I used to teach restorative yoga on the last scheduled day of the month for all of my classes. Each person used whatever props were necessary in order for them to hold a pose for about ten minutes. The more one could release and relax into the pose, the more refreshed and soothed they felt. Those classes were well attended by folks craving for a chance to unplug and rewind and I often ran out of props and and floor space.
I seem to have fallen out of that once a month practice now that I'm no longer teaching. These days, restoratives come to mind only when I'm not feeling well or slowed down by jet lag. That's not the association I want to make for such powerful poses. If they cure the sick and tired, imagine what they offer the average healthy person. I want to move a strong, open body into these postures while breathing deep and wide and coaxing my thoughts to...slow...down.
This week, I intend to refresh and restore myself and do the same for the objects and environment that surround me. Not in a manic rush to simply get things done, but with the intention of recharging, just in time for the new moon on Saturday.