Your own religion

My darling husband asked me the other day “If you could start a religion, what would it be like?”
Oh, interesting thought experiment. I let the ideas rattle around in my brain for a few minutes, dismissing thoughts of lofting stone chapels with velvet draperies and deep pipe organ tones, then started churning out my ideas.
Reverence for nature
Respect for inexplicable phenomena
Veneration of creative practices
Celebrations for no real reason
Love of highs, lows, and balance
Adoration of sexual arts
Points off for consumerism
Double points off for car owners
As I wound up the litany of observances, he turned to me, smiled, and said, “Mine would be the Cult of the Cherry Ripe.” Heh.
So I put the question to you: what would your religion be like?