"The Sky Was My Cathedral: A Memoir of Childhood" by (Devi) Nina Dawn Bingham, MH

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The Sky Was My Cathedral: A Memoir of Childhood

The Sky Was My Cathedral is a memoir of Dawn's childhood, told in alternating voices, detailing her lifelong struggle with coming out. You get to know her younger brother Devon, cousins Patricia and Tony with whom she spent Summers, her religious mother Margarita who expected life to be a fairytale, and her alcoholic and abusive father Reggie who chased them down with a shotgun.

But the stars of the show are her maternal grandparents, Ruth and Leon, who were the glue and safety net for the entire "river rat" group. Bingham gives voice to over 50 years of existence which begins in California and ends in Mexico, demonstrating how each personality was the outcome of a difficult, and often scary, upbringing. The Sky Was My Cathedral is an honest, amusing, and occasionally heartbreaking reminiscence of childhood, as well as a shining homage to her grandparents' dedication to each other, and to them.

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5.0 out of 5 stars       Wonderous, entertaining, and strong storytelling

          Reviewed in the United States on September 23, 2024 Anonymous

"So much happened to these wonderful characters. Their growth & changes 

made perfect sense. This is a book that I will read more than once."

Golden Opportunity by Devi Nina Bingham

Just like the wind I move at will

and never stay too long, lest I

become a statue standing still.

I am a wanderer that prefers to fly.

Don't tie me down for I am a wheel

who longs to see more of the earth.

So tag along and bring your zeal,

the earth is ours and made of mirth.

Why be a tree when you can soar

above life's trivialities?

Besides all this, you're just a bore

espousing your sagacity.

The highest of humanity

are known to indulge their fantasies. 

Cast your cares and doubt aside

and be a fool who plays with me.

Leave your TV and come outside

where your soul can finally breath.

Remember, there's a child inside

who would rather play in the salty sea,

who would rather roam the countryside

then play grown-up and have high tea.

We all decide which "us" we will be:

a rolling stone or a steady rock.

And our hearts decide which will hold the key.

Be free for eternity

for this is your golden opportunity. 

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A New Frontier-by Devi Nina Bingham

                                                                

Dreamt I of how the world will end,

of robotic aliens with guns.

Alone was I, without a friend,

waiting for the morning sun. 

Why didn't you come?

If you had been there by my side

no fear could grip my heart and soul.

My last breath would be glorious,

even if I died.

When Saint Michael cracks the final seal

that makes our deeds vainglorious,

when it's dangerous

will you be courageous?

Distance cannot part kin souls

no matter what we say or do.

In the end, we've severed wholes.

What was one rent into two.

Tell me it's not true.

Time has made a fool of me

waiting for you to awaken

as the earth trembles in fear

and sanity flees.

And if my heart is gravely mistaken

I shall watch the metallic sunset from here.

A new frontier.

As we shed a tear. 

Mortality-by Devi Nina Bingham

                                                          

Mortality

Monstrous is mortality

which stalks the soul until it dies

then free it is of stubborn pride,

brutality, carnality.

We mustn't cry.

If we had known the hardships then

would we have volunteered to come

and march like soldiers to the drum

and seen it to the bitter end?

A lion's den.

Bruised upon the wheel of fate

crushed is every tender heart

like puppets we are torn apart.

Fools we were to take the bait.

A sinless braveheart.

Better is the next bright star

than deception we are drowning in.

Where beauty dwells, and our own kin.

No battle scars or ruthless Czars.

We, sovereign.

Were we a cloud, pond, or tree

wouldn't we be much improved?

Even if we hardly moved

or were the tumultuous, romantic sea,

mortality removed.

Worlds beyond, now out of reach

we will cradle in glorious hands,

rule with care and give commands.

And simple species we will teach.

As was planned.

But today we are like childish fools

who dream of Heaven, and a God sublime.

Praying away our heinous crimes,

stuck here in this hellish school

we bide our time.

Survivor Times Two: A Poetic Memoir of Suicide and Divorce by Devi Nina Bingham, MH-Winner of the 2024 5-Star Award!

 

Winner of the Reader's Favorite 5-Star Award!

"In Survivor Times Two: A Poetic Memoir of Suicide and Divorce," Devi Nina dissects the stages of grief, showing how bereavement doesn’t affect just one person but also loved ones. Uniquely written, it will capture the attention of readers right away. The poems are an excellent way of showing what people go through, and also indicate the importance of writing our feelings down to help process them. This thought-provoking work also addresses stereotypes about grief, and how loved ones can support grievers. This is an excellent book, and I look forward to reading something else about mental health issues by this author. 5 stars!"-Reviewed by Frank Mutuma for Readers’ Favorite

"I truly couldn't stop reading once I started. Through each stage of Denial, Anger, Bargaining, Depression, and Acceptance, "Survivor Times Two" invites the reader to experience the author's journey after her daughter's suicide and her marriage's collapse. Nina combines a raw, honest narrative with powerful poetic imagery to guide us through the five stages of grief. Despite the seemingly different nature of losing a daughter and divorcing a spouse, Bingham proves that loss and healing come in many forms. Really powerful." -James LaVeck, Life After Losses, Moving Past Grief, and Grief Recovery for Adults

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Heaven's Door by Devi Nina Bingham

When I was a child, I lived forever free,

imagining the world would be mine.

And like the bird, I knew how to sing.

To an innocent will, the cosmos consigned.

But as I grew, my wings did fall off:

the sun and rain, and years wore me thin. 

Injustices of love made me scoff

I could scarcely recall the child I'd been.

For life's bright magic will fade away

with time, and trials, and injuries deep.

No soul escaping its judgement day,

the adult within begins to weep.

Had I the choice to live once more

I would withdraw my hand from Heaven's door.