Past Sins

I feel, at my core, that one of the most egregious sins of the inner life is a lack of belief in oneself.

And I don’t use the word “sin” in a pejorative sense, but as a way to explain a separation, a dissonance. If that sounds judgmental or without compassion, it’s only because I have judged myself for past sins. And it appears that my Catholic upbringing is seeping into my present vernacular.