I taught my best class ever this week! What made this one so great? I'm not really sure.

It certainly wasn't my inspired sequencing. I didn't even plan the class until 30 minutes before it started. It was a basic class, where we worked up to Ardha Adho Mukha Vrksasana (Half Handstand) at the wall (pictured on the right). Nothing fancy. I just taught what I do in my own home practice a lot, but on a beginner level.

Although, after I taught my Half Handstand, I asked them to do a few kicks up to the wall to help them prepare for Full Handstand and one of my students kicked right up and for the rest of the class her face was bright with excitement and a sense of accomplishment. (If you're a yoga teacher, you know that this particular expression on a students' face is like crack—so delightful I could easily form an addiction.)

I wasn't particularly uplifting, either, I don't think. I'm not exactly the most "spiritually evolved" teacher yet, so I don't guide my students through long meditations or chanting sessions. I just said what felt naturally—which, for me, is a lot of silly, playful joking.

This leads me to the conclusion that this week's class must've been the best class ever because I was able to let go of my preconceived ideas of what a good yoga teacher should be doing, and just act like myself. I shared my own practice with my students with authenticity and compassion, and it was the most rewarding experience ever.

Now, I can't wait for my next fix . . .