Everyone needs a Mag. She's the friend that dances like nobody (or anybody) is watching. She's the friend that doesn't always answer your texts right away because she lives fully in the vibrant world she has created. She's the friend that reminds you what a good listener is, because she is a pro. She's the friend that puts things in such simple terms but inspires worlds of thought you'd never imagined before. She's your Maggie, but she is not a spirit that really belongs to anyone but herself.
Mag is bright. She reminds you to dance and sing and laugh and plunge into your emotions. She lets you know its okay to cast off embarrassment and that being authentic shouldn't make you blush. When you're with your Mag you feel whole. Your face hurts from smiling.
Mag asks good questions. She's such a good listener. We as normal people talk about ourselves a lot. Mag likes to ask about you. Mag wants to know if you're ticklish. Mag wants to know your thought processes. When you don't know what to do, she is the guru that asks the questions and your answers point to the direction you need. When you're upset, she wants to know all of your feelings and how they came up, and you reply to her without even knowing you had the answers.
Mag is a realist and an optimist. She knows the world is a good place. She trusts the Universe. She believes in you and herself. She also knows that the world isn't perfect, and that the Universe wants you to put in the work. She can help you spell out your situation, assess your problems and still be positive about outcomes that aren't always the best.
Mag has never done you wrong. She has so much of the world to ponder and conquer and she is giving out endless love and good energy, yet she still takes the time to love you. She's a free spirit but she always comes back to you to tell her stories. She never forgets you. She never slips your secrets. When you rant about a friend, she has only good and honest words to say about that person.
Maggie is a little untouchable, she's like Venus, or the Moon. She can disappear in her thought or in her space for a while but when she comes back out, you race outside to meet her. She lives on Mount Olympus, her own castle that she has created. Her world isn't perfect, but she made it all herself so it is full of love and light, and I'm lucky that my Mag invites me up so often. Everyone needs a Mag. Everyone needs a friend this pure.
