The Wind with Rev. René

The wind has been my teacher.

My first memory of the wind was as a child playing in the woods behind my house. I barely noticed the wind until I heard a noise and felt a whoosh around my body. The atmosphere seemed to shift, suddenly. I looked up. The trees, once large and stable, now seemed small and frail as they swayed in the wind. The safety of the forest seemed threatened. The power of the wind took my breath away. I was scared and ran home.

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There are many parts of our Unity Renaissance service that touch us deeply. Sure, Rev. René’s message is usually at the top of my list, but everything plays together in an integral harmony. There are times in the service when the hair on the back of my neck stands up.