To enter my space I always have to find some justification and acceptance for a consciousness where me and we can interpenetrate. In the same way as we can flow into the being of others and they can enter and inhabit us. The logic of imagination is then allowed to appear in a kind of spontaneous awareness of being in consciousness, and it is only in this space I can interact directly with any personal reality.
In this beingness i can really imagine space as an integral part of my psychological setup, with its life of original ancestral beings expressing themselves in spatial order and arrangements, since this is what it looks like if i try to be ethnographical about it.
But this space, if taken as a whole, almost builds itself into a psychological character in its own right.
I kind of imagine it as something like the nature behind the world. Its inner activity. And it is with this that I dress up my world.