tears
There are tears of release. There are tears of self-pity.
Or maybe there are just tears.
Today I cry, and my mind judges me for the tears. Why? What does it matter why I cry today? I feel I need to, so I do. Release = Real Ease. There is no need for judgement. Just to honor that which I have learned so well:
"The body weeps the tears the eyes do not shed."
The tears are a gift, an opportunity to rise above the judgement and just allow things to flow as they should. Whatever is welling in these eyes of mine, may it continue to flow and transform into whatever it needs to be for the good of All.