@dalehileman,
But, of course, what you are refering to represents what those '60s folks were talking about when they made reference to the force, albeit the force seemed to me to be without gender.
On a lighter note, several of my college drinking buddies would, in our reveries, perform rituals to the god quantum, consecrating pizza and beer with appropriate pater nosters, and concluding with a reverent sign of the Q, including, of course a sacred flourish for the tail of the Q. Never caught on, though.