That definition, as old as philosophy itself, suits me just fine.
The words of the poetess Elisabeth Barrett Browning right at the end are wonderful and express a lot of what I feel these days:
Earth is crammed with Heaven, and every common bush is aflame with God. But only they who see take off their shoes. The rest sit round and pluck blackberries.
Frankie: Jesus said… the Kingdom of God is inside you , and all around you, not in mansions of wood and stone. Split a piece of wood… and I am there, lift a stone… and you will find me.