I have experienced Simphiwe Danas compelling presence on stage many times. Not to say that was her entire personality no, Dana is much more.
But there are only a few people we meet in life, from close or from a distance, and can instantly tell they do not walk alone.
Their spirit is that of our forefathers. It carries weight and respect. It announces itself quietly, with humility, yet with a magnitude impossible to ignore.
Now imagine having those thoughts first thing on a Monday morning. My nerves were jittering so intensely, I forgot to have breakfast. Its not every day that one gets to speak to a voice that has held us through joy, through protest, through heartbreak and healing.
At 10am sharp, as agreed with her PR person, I dialled her number. No answer. I stared at the phone. What now? Before I could decide my next move, the phone rang. Dana.
