When I was doing a major project in Houston, Texas, a number of Californians asked me how I could stand the heat and humidity, especially in August.

And then there was the matter of hurricanes and tropical storms. How could I put up with city streets that turned cars into rafts?

I replied that my shirts may have been moist, but I didnt feel a thing.

I was doing what I loved, consulting, and implementing a unique program that I had developed for producing customer loyalty at a major financial services company.

When I flew in and out of town, it was first-class, and whenever I wished I rented a convertible.

I was paid quite well.

Oh, one more thing. I rented a suite at the luxurious Four Seasons Hotel.

By the month.

Which brings me to my point: Paradise isnt a place.

It doesnt have to have swaying palms, azure skies, and tropical drinks shaded by tiny umbrellas.

Its where you are, providing you find it rewarding. Thats the key.

The weather and other environmental challenges disappear when youre fully engaged with your life, professionally, personally, or preferably, with both.

Houston rocked.

Did I mention that I saw Elton John, the Rolling Stones, and the Astros when I was there?