This is one of those posting prompted by a word that I recently came across in my reading. The word is “lacuna”. I am familiar with the term, as I use it in bone anatomy to describe the space that a bone cell (osteocyte) inhabits when the mineralized matrix forms around it.
In a way, the lacuna is the “home” space that the cell inhabits.
Naively, and with a bit of myopic vision, I thought this term was limited to science. But, I came across the word while reading a book on art.
It lead me to think about how this word applies to our lives- who or what is your lacuna or safe space in life?
The art image above really does not represent a proper lacuna (see image below- the center black area is a bone cell, white area is the lacuna)-
But the image speaks to me of protection and shelter in some form. And it made me think about who are the lacunae in my life- those protective people from which I seek shelter?