Namaste
It is not a silly query at all. Devi is in all things. She may even be in what is not.
When I was a boy, my brothers and I would ice skate on a frozen pond by the woods. The kids and their parents from down the road would come and share in the fun. My mom would supply her famous chili from the kitchen in our home, glowing warmly under the Michigan snows. We drank hot chocolate from thick mugs, spilling marshmallows. Turning skate blades sent up playful shards under the moon and stars. The ice on the pond was smooth and wavy, like a polished statue. It sparkled in the dusk, and the air echoed with laughter, the song of joyous youth.
In a way, it was a living image of Radha or Aphrodite, and we offered our hearts to Her, not even knowing. Yet as with all forms, the mirth, the ice, and the memory cannot rest in earthly stillness forever. That, too, will melt back into the dynamic fluid of eternity. It has always been so.
Embrace Her wherever you find Her. She may be closer than you think.