@Fil Albuquerque,
Quote:...comfortable and fuzzy inside when you're small minded.
Who among us knows that the person is small minded? Maybe they're connected in some manner in which the majority of people are not. There's no way of knowing (unless these things are revealed in an afterlife).
For myself, it was only in my younger days that I truly worshipped. Back then, I was a Jewish/Methodist/Rosicrucian. (Mother tried to have all bases covered). It gave me a solid spiritual foundation; which I've found to be good over the years.
Over time, my beliefs of and on the universes has changed. The basics still exist, although, I left the Methodist church decades ago and never had a solid foundation of Judaism and didn't quite know what to make of Rosicrucians...I recall my mother had a weekly ritual of sitting in a dark room in front of a mirror while an incense cone burned as she meditated. It seemed odd to me; but, maybe it was her connection...
These days I refer to myself as a Deist.
Worship? Nothing that I'm aware of.