Hi Bob,

I wrote earlier that a metaphysical
principle that constitutes an SR A) underlies the universe, B) is marked in some way as belonging to another level of reality than the mundane, and C) It comprises a level of reality deeper than what sense
perception (even assisted by scientific instruments) reveals, and
its nature is best discovered by other means, e.g. meditation (D) it can figure centrally in satisfying the
sort of substantial human needs that people generally want
religions to meet (e.g. long life, immortality, the end of
suffering).

I added earlier that it has features that mark it as belonging to another level of reality, e.g. it can be spoken of only in contradictions, it cannot be named, it is utterly unchanging....

Also sentient supernatural beings, gods, can comprise a supermundane reality.

Now remote galaxies and subatomic particles, conceived as we conceive them, are not thought to be best revealed by means like worship or meditation, but by sense perception assisted by scientific instruments. Nor are they thought to satisfy human needs that people generally want religions to meet, like long life, immortality, the end of suffering.
So they don't constitute a supermundane reality. But I don't mean to deny that we COULD think of them in that way. But it would be different from how we
presently do think of them,

By 'magical' I mean 'miraculous.' So the Ganges has miraculous powers, according to Indians. If you aren't ready to die (not your time), and you are held in the river
as you are dying (as many Indians are), the water will spontaneously recede around you. Nobody thinks there is a causal mechanism or scientific explanation.

I lived by the Ganges during my first two years in India (72-74) and wasn't really a philosopher at the time. So I can't really tell you how to do both at once, not personally.
But if you live there, surrounded by millions worshipping the river, the hard part is NOT worshipping the river, which is beautiful and seems to be
a living thing. Mostly in those years I was getting into India as deep as I could. I hitch-hiked around on trucks, slept on the streets. I became just one
of millions of people, free as a bird. In 86 I returned as a Fulbright Teaching Fellow, posted to teach philosophy in Calcutta, which was a very
different sort of experience. Best wishes