All of anything tangible, including ourselves, is the emptiness within spinning electrons,and the quantity of energy created within each atomic structure. The magic, or divinity, is in both the emptiness of space comprising the real tactile objects in the world, and whatever tipping point throws those electrons into motion.
So this is also true that because what we think is firm and solid around us is truly a quivering bundle of molecular nothingness, then so are we nothing. Being that all is nothing, then it holds true that being nothing is being everything as well. If then, emptiness is everything, then spirituality is the magic, it is the underground entangled roots that we each thrust into the universe, and by which we are all connected to one another. We all share this singular thread, and whether the faith is in the certainty of atomic physics, or in the sacrifices of millenia old martyrs, or in the comfort in rites performed from the dawn of time to celebrate the turn of the wheel, or even yes, even the belief that there is No Greater Thing, even that is an expression of what I know as connectivity of souls, both to all those I know, and all that I do not. It is also being connected to the earth and wind in the wisteria, the limb of a branch of a tree, the lapping of the sea against a stretch of shore.
Yes. God is merely the //belief in// something, and therefore, in believing that what you sit upon, what you breath with, are all manifestations of the emptiness of space with the wild whirling of molecules and matter, then god is everything you know to be true for yourself. It is even, as someone once said, the atheist’s atheism, for that is what they believe in, and hold to for strength.