Only With a Strong Connection to Our Hearts can we Provide Happiness for Ourselves.
When we are in ego—when we are entangled in the quiet ache of unworthiness—we leave our true selves behind.
We put on masks. We construct polished images, carefully shaped to win approval, admiration, or at least to avoid rejection. We become actors in our own lives, constantly adjusting the script to suit the imagined expectations of others.
And so, we live from the head.
In this place, we are not present—we are strategizing. We mentally rehearse conversations, anticipate judgments, scan our surroundings for danger or praise. We replay the past and try to outmaneuver the future. We are not living life—we are managing it. Controlling it. Curating it.
Ego places us at the center of the universe, not in a place of power, but in a state of perpetual anxiety. How do I look? How am I being perceived? How can I control the outcome? Life becomes a chess game, every move calculated. We are not connected to the moment—we are performing for it.
But this vigilance comes at a cost.
To live from the head is to disconnect from the heart.
And the heart is the only place where real happiness can live.
The alternative is radical in its simplicity: to drop the performance, to shed the armor, and to be honest. To speak what is true. To feel what we feel. To show up as we are—imperfect, unguarded, real.
This is not easy. It takes courage to let go of the image. It takes strength to stop curating your life for approval and instead live it for truth. But it is the only way.
If we are not living authentically, we cannot feel fulfilled. We may succeed by every outer metric—career, home, wealth, status—but feel a quiet emptiness inside. And that emptiness is not a mystery. It is the natural consequence of a life lived from the mind instead of the heart.
Because joy cannot be engineered. Fulfillment cannot be faked. Peace does not exist in the mental game of image management. It lives in the honest moments—unscripted, vulnerable, and real.
To live from the heart is to trust that who we are is enough and let the chips fall where they may, knowing that happiness only grows in the soil of authenticity.
So pause. Breathe. Drop back in.
Come home—not to the image, but to the essence.
Because there is no way, absolutely no way, to be truly happy while living in your head.
But the heart? The heart has always known the way.