Tessellation. Often thought of in terms of interlocking geometrical shapes such as the famous M.C. Escher work of birds morphing into fish:
In fact any relationship can be thought of as a multidimensional tessellation in physical, emotional, energetic, or spiritual space. Except, maybe the idea of sharp boundaries between things is wrong?
Here’s one possible tessellation of British Columbia from my work:
Here, the boundary between cells is clearly demarked by a black line. That is your space and this is my space. But in life I don’t think we get that same sharp division. This is my air and that is yours? If so, only when taken as a snapshot in time. The next instant a complete reordering happens, new shapes form, and relationships are redefined.
Maybe another important question is, Can the bird exist if the fish does not exist? In the M.C. Escher work, it seems it would not. Maybe there are no boundaries at all, only the places where we find ourselves. In relationship.
Hmm, or maybe the beauty of any tessellation is as much the space between as the figures themselves? Maybe that’s what you already were saying. The room between the relationships is as important as the relationship itself.