https://spitalfieldslife.com/2025/10/30/upon-the-nature-of-terror-i/ In the midst of life I woke to find myself living in an old house beside Brick Lane in the East End of London Thu, 30 Oct 2025 06:39:12 +0000 hourly 1 https://wordpress.org/?v=7.0 https://spitalfieldslife.com/2025/10/30/upon-the-nature-of-terror-i/#comment-1839464 Thu, 30 Oct 2025 06:39:12 +0000 https://spitalfieldslife.com/?p=204952#comment-1839464 I think it is a common feeling when we are small and vulnerable to feel the threat of the dark and the unknown. And even as we grow into teen-agers we are both repelled and attracted to the supernatural. I can remember vividly feeling so paralysed with fear as a child during a lightning storm that it just evaporated because, I suppose it passed it’s peak and I realised I was still alive and in fact nothing was going to happen to me!
There’s a sort of cosy feeling in being a bit scared and then the reassurance that we are not actually in danger. Perhaps it’s the feeling of relief as it washes over us that is a bit addictive in it’s way.
Beautiful carvings at the end of the church pews. Love them.

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