Do you like ice cream?
Audience: Yes!
Lift up your hands. So I’ll see who loves ice cream.
Everyone loves ice cream.
I also loved him,
But for a long time,
At least 10 years, I did not eat more of it.
From day to day,
I said I did not like it or it was the worst
In fact he also did not like him anymore.
But well, I’m not here to tell you about ice cream,
For my many adventures,
But to tell you how the other mind works,
Which is the part that is located above the shoulders,
How we got to do what we do,
And how we got to where we are.
The danger is to strive to remain clinging
Our own story, therefore
Even if it came a little wind what I desire,
I’ll probably need if you can
I’ll tell you some tracks about how to get out.
But let’s start from the beginning.
Since we were young, each of us wrote a story:
Our story.
We did this in order to know who we are,
What do we do? What do we like? And what not …
Look, I have two sons.
Anita 3 سنوات years,
And Penha two years.
Sometimes a lot with my wife imagine,
We guess how our children will become when they grow up.
When anita becomes a teenager we will not pay attention to anything, anything
Will be more stubborn.
In contrast to …
Benka may become calmer and lazy.
He will certainly refuse to work with his duties,
But it will be easier to draw.
We can imagine this not because we have magic sticks,
We do not already have it,
But because we are just reading his story
These are pages that will be sequenced.
Sure, he has sons, grandchildren, nephews,
Or sister or younger brothers may have played this, right?
I think he continued the story.
But this is not something minor for young people,
You, everyone has his own story.
It is linked to multiple experiences in life:
The way you feel,
the way you think,
The way you behave.
So each of us has a story.
Now, who writes this story?
Who promises it?
Have you ever sat in a pen?
No, but your mind did it.
Do it alone, without asking for permission from you,
Without consulting you,
Every day passes the time he arranges the pictures,
Of experience,
Focusing on ideas,
And on patterns.
Mind-like editor.
Did you know what the book editor does?
Focuses on the book free of errors,
And that the story should be chronologically ordered,
But above all to be consistent,
Cohesive,
It has no contradictions.
The editor was never a visual character,
Does not appear like the author of the book,
But his work is very important.
Your mind is the editor.
Now there are stories that affect us,
In these stories the editor draws his focus.
What is said and what is explained in this position,
Then turn them into facts.
Then he saves these facts in memory,
These facts will then be known to us,
Then he points us on the road.
Sometimes attitudes are good, as we all do.
And sometimes simply simply one word that can affect us,
Including stupid situations,
I will tell you one.
One night my old friend Rodriguez told me
in the bar.
(Voice comment) “Luke Baba, you will face
In the end, no, you have no other
One in ten will tell you yes “(Laughter)
I assure you that we can still hear this,
It was just like that.
I was very shy,
And hard cheese.
So I was feeling and I was acting.
So I was writing this in my story,
But for some reason Rodry’s words encouraged me.
in a moment,
The truth of my story,
The truth of my editors was shattered.
This is where my story changed,
I started to face him as crazy.
The same night. (Laughter)
I recognized that I did not get anything,
But I have to accept that this is another story.
And thus armed with those moments and positions.
One day we said things in one way,
This editor transforms into reality,
From here, his only work will be:
Is to maintain cohesion.
Since this moment,
We will spend all the time resisting what we have said
This is why the editor relies on this machine.
Realize the things that matter to you,
Scan, revise,
The things that you do not accept will come out
And makes things that are consistent with the story you tell strong.
Would you believe me if I told you that the editor gets it to create things
why is he doing this.
So the editor not only reads the truth, but creates it,
So that the things that happen in the story he writes are appropriate.
Now I’m going back to my story with ice cream,
Totally, surrendering. (Laugh)
Everyone always meets at home and we eat together a barbecue.
My father, five brothers,
Any fiancé and fiancee,
Sometimes cousins, and sometimes others
We are many.
After festive, barbecue, flying table,
And the time of sweets:
ice cream.
One of those,
When they gave me ice cream:
“I told them I do not like ice cream!”
Definitely you eat ice cream
I loved him but this Sunday I said no.
Here the editor wrote a fact and defended it.
More than 10 years have passed
So that someday the neurons caused me the best neural tangle
I asked myself:
“Do not you like ice cream?”
(Laughter)
I walked up to the evening uncle towards the freezer,
I took the bowl,
I looked around,
You do not want to see me one, if I do not eat ice cream!
(Laughter)
Insert the spoon into the milk candy (Dolce de Lecce)
It is still frozen to a certain extent.
I still love ice cream! (Laughter)
I definitely liked the ice cream!
Everyone loves ice cream!
You entered it in this container
The worst one was full of rain and frustration
Even the lack of ice cream,
And here I realized,
Exactly at that moment I realized,
The truth is, I do not like ice cream
She disappeared alone. (Laughter)
This Sunday everything was fine,
Everyone was sharing the conversation and enjoying it,
Spend a nice time and share,
I am this teenager.
(Laughter)
Who was wrestling with life,
And wrestling with the world.
What about ice cream was not important,
I said no because I was not in this pleasant harmony.
I was not in sharing happiness,
This was important in my story: the confrontation
As far as ice cream was concerned, it was purely coincidental,
But was co-edited with the editor,
And then, his support with time.
Here’s what’s important:
We build our identity
Based on the facts we bought one day
We do not discuss them later.
Although contexts have changed,
I refer to good things,
Not to trivialities like ice cream vanity.
So small.
With time they can be less sad.
I will tell you about something else,
Because all this happens without realizing,
The edited mind does all this work,
Without noting it,
It can be good in what it does on one side,
This has a very important biological and evolutionary function.
Imagine.
The time it takes every day when you wake up,
And within you is a dialogue of who you will be? What do you do?
At the end of the day you gather all the experiences,
Photos and arrange it as if it were a photo album.
No way.
You can not do anything more than this.
So the evolution of this post to the editor,
To do all this great work without being surprised,
Without consulting us,
In order to organize our time,
Our attention has been drawn to other things,
For example, we are here,
We sit and enjoy TED while the mind writes in silence.
I know it looks pretty comfortable
We have to be doing things on our behalf.
But believe me there is a great risk in this game.
Everything we say reflects our personality,
It is nothing more than a package of virtual facts
Which we will someday free
What is good and what is C, yes?
After that the editor is the one who gives us the power to such ideas,
Values,
Sensations,
Actions,
Which often determine us,
It requires us.
Because of this dreaded interest to be consistent,
The editor ends by stressing what we say to ourselves
Seeking a way to change and grow,
We do not know anything, and are constantly in the autopilot.
Everything you say can not be changed,
Even if it should be left,
They are not facts.
I would like to start thinking
They are lies liberator.
I would like to doubt even in your memory,
Because here also has a hand.
Many of your handicaps,
It may have been true when it was armed against it,
but after that…
The editor’s whims.
I want to know that the editor is an intern
In order not to start these facts,
It’s Doberman,
He should not do it and does not know how to do it,
That’s what you have to do.
The ice cream story is perhaps trivial
Or it can be entertaining though
I can not explain how much you adhere to,
How much suffering happens to stick to your own story.
I see her daily in my life.
My concern is trying to remove the editor mask.
Likewise I will not let him surprise me.
Now, what is your ice cream story?
I do not want anyone to go today from here
Without first thinking about where the ice cream in his story,
Because this is the only life we have.
Do not try to leave it in a bind or anything else,
We do not try to be mere interpreters of what reason dictates to us.
Finally,
It exists within each of you.
(Laughter)
Open your eyes,
Look inside you,
And even discussed another fact in your story,
He rewrote it.
So that your liberator will not be the one who writes your destiny.
But you.
Greetings!
(clap)
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