What do you see?

By: Gabriela Yareliz

I was sitting in court when a court staff member sat beside me. He asked me how my weekend had gone, and told me that now that I am young, I should make sure each weekend is the best weekend I ever had. I smiled politely, taking a break from my New Yorker reading, which was my entertainment as I waited to be called.

He then said, “Open your hand, and look at your palm.”

I did and gave him a skeptical glance. If this guy was expecting me to read my own palm, I was not having it.

“What do you see?” he asked.

I stared blankly into the flushed palm of my hand that had some ink stains on the side.

“Nothing,” I said, choosing to ignore the ink smudges.

“Look again.”

I did.

“You don’t see it, but the rest of us do. You have the world in your hands. Seize it. Don’t let anyone tell you that you can’t.”

I smiled. The world. In my hand.

Open your hand. What do you see?

Published by Gabriela Yareliz

Gabriela is a writer, editor and attorney. She loves the art of storytelling, and she is based in NYC.

4 thoughts on “What do you see?

  1. If only we knew ata certain age the certainty of that statement:). I think this was God’s way of speaking to you–just through a different mouthpiece!

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