About

Barbara LeGrand Cockrell
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CompleteHealthyLife.com

       CompleteHealthyLife.com is the whole-person, whole-life health and wellness online magazine and newsletters dedicated to empowering people for an abundantly healthy body, mind, and spirit.

       I’m Barbara LeGrand Cockrell, the founding editor, and key visionary behind the magazine and newsletters. In an era when consumers are bombarded with hype, quick fixes and conflicting messages, my team and I have applied dedicated focus on empowering readers to become their best, healthiest, most authentic selves.

       The concept and creative blueprint for CompleteHealthyLife.com was sparked by my realization that there was a need for a “whole-person, whole-life” health and wellness magazine that focused on the power to rid our body of disease and ailments.

       “I figured out that what we eat can either kill us or make us well. The results we got from changing our diet were so astounding I shouldn’t keep it to myself and that it was my responsibility to tell the world. If it helped us it might help you too.”

Why We are Different

       We go deep: We realize wellness comes from the inside – from a place of self-knowledge, self-esteem, and willingness, and it’s our goal to help educate and inspire you to improve your health.

        We are real: We won’t make unrealistic promises but will empower you to achieve the goals you’ve set for yourself. We’ll coach you on making the most of your body, energy, choices and time. No gimmicks; just simple practical advice and quality-of-life topics that really matter to you and your loved ones.

       We get it: We give you the heads-up about truly worthy products — from healthy foods to natural health and fitness. But we also focus on the common-sense simplicity without all the overwhelming complicated details that inundate us in this information age. Our readers are intelligent, busy people who appreciate our integrity and knowing what works and what doesn’t without all the hype.

This is my personal story of how it all began…

       “Well, the tests have confirmed my suspicions. You have Stage III of IV Stomach Cancer and have one to two years to live! I want you to have immediate surgery, massive radiation and chemotherapy. But first we need to schedule further testing at the Mayo Clinic to confirm what appears to be colon cancer as well.” Those were the doctor’s exact words.

       Wait a minute, Honey. You have my full attention now. I’m not sure I heard what you just said. Can you repeat that please? How did your check up visit with the doctor go? “Barb! You heard me right”, as he took my hand. Then, with pin piercing silence, I hung on every word as he confirmed what I tried to deny I just heard. I was speechless and numb. I hugged my partner, encouraged him, told him we can beat this and I would help.

       From that moment on my life seemed like I was watching a silent movie. His lips were moving. I think this went on for a long time. But I’m not sure because I heard nothing…at that moment I was experiencing post traumatic stress disorder.

       All I could think of was my precious young son Samuel. Just 33 months before, he and I were at the hospital, watching over his older brother as we celebrated our Christmas miracle. God had just spared my older son’s life and kept him from being paralyzed from a near fatal accident where he was transported by helicopter to the hospital, not expected to live. I remembered how powerful his healing was at the hospital when it seemed so bleak. He was released in 4 days and able to walk out, after being told he would be hospitalized for 4 months.

Not Again!

      As my silent movie continued to play backwards in my head, my thoughts flashed back to my youngest son Samuel, who just turned 10 years old at that time. Just 9 days prior to our Christmas miracle at the hospital, I remembered looking him in the eye and saying, “Samuel, would you take good care of this?” The military service was over and the soldiers took the flag off my husband’s casket, folded it neatly in a triangle and awarded it to me. Perhaps it was reflex, but maybe to avoid everyone staring at my tears, I instantly turned to my youngest son and placed it in his hands as he lovingly accepted it, with dry eyes and innocence. What a tough trooper he’s been.

       More flash backs appeared to 4 days before the funeral when Samuel came home from school to family in our living room. “Happy Birthday Mom! Are they here to celebrate your birthday?” he asked.  No son, they are here to comfort you. You see, your daddy passed away today. I remembered how well he took it; he didn’t even cry. Perhaps he was used to the pain that he had been enduring since his father had a massive stroke 28 months earlier. All the hospital visits, seeing his daddy endure the feeding tube, and assisting me with his care over those dreadful months of rehab and the assisted living facility, had awakened Samuel to possibilities of “those words”. But you are never prepared to hear them. “We were just at the hospital last night and daddy said he would see us today”, he said. I tried to console him but was all too aware of the shock. I had spent hours that morning sitting in the hospital chair beside my husband’s body, crying in shock. Why couldn’t he have just taken better care of his health, I thought.

Is this really happening?

Fast forwarding, my silent movie brought me back to the present and by then my current partner had left the room.

       I’m not even going to lie. That’s when the pity party started. Really God? You helped us through all that pain, now this? Is Samuel really going to lose two dads before he’s even old enough to drive? I knew there would be no sugar coating this to him and I would have to tell him straight up. We had recently just been given hope back in our lives with my partner’s presence. We were planning to make a family together. Could this really be happening?

       We were in for the fight of our lives. We had to fight off cancer cells and get radically healthy quick no matter what it took. I knew he couldn’t do it alone and this meant dramatic lifestyle changes for all of us…

Mentally – we had to prepare for the determination and emotional strength to stay encouraged and expect a positive outcome. We needed clarity and focus.

Spiritually – we had to trust God no matter what, while believing that his body would be healed as a result of our faith, trust, and answered prayers.

Physically – we had to control everything that touched our tongue and every move we made. The foods we ate could heal our bodies. We must know exactly what to do in little time.

As Yoda said in Star Wars, “There is no try.” This is do or die.

Financially – Why now? We are in the middle of so many business opportunities. Surely it is not his time with so many possibilities at his feet. We had to manage our financial opportunities and to do so meant we must be at the peak of our mental, spiritual, & physical performance.

Failure was not an option!

Surgery was not an option! The stats were too unfavorable.

Quitting was not an option!

But how could we possibly overcome all these obstacles?

       Well, six months after my partner’s first doctor visit, the long anticipated day had finally arrived. I waited that day with bated breath for what seemed like an eternity, hoping and praying for those test results to validate our efforts in fighting the cancer. All day, I played different scenarios over and over in my head, rehearsing the “what ifs”.

       Was our new diet plan working? Were all our efforts and changes going to be sufficient? And most importantly, were the test results even going to indicate a difference and show whether or not what we were doing was helping?

       Proverbs 18:21 says the power of life and death is in the tongue. I know this is intended to reference what we speak.  Did we dare speak our boldness in believing that God would bring healing without the immediate surgery, massive chemotherapy and radiation that the doctors ordered just six months earlier?

       But that verse gave me a whole new insight. Could it really be possible that our tongue could control far more? Could it possibly be powerful enough to fight the dreaded “C” word?

Were we just being hopeful wanting to believe we could overcome cancer just by changing what went across our tongue?

I Thought It Would Never Come

       The minute had finally arrived. I heard the front door close behind him as he let himself in. As my partner walked into my office, after hours of agonizing waiting, I could feel my heart racing, my adrenaline flowing. Too afraid to get out of my chair for fear that my knees would be shaking, I took a huge breath, swallowed deep, and with all the courage and enthusiasm I could muster, I popped the big question…

“What did the doctor say Honey?”

        Then I sat there paralyzed, hanging on every word that rolled across his tongue, as he proceeded to tell me “how the doctor visit went”. Those split seconds seemed like forever while I listened.  My subconscious was screaming “hurry up”, all the while thinking “just get to the bottom line and tell me the results NOW”. So, with the patience of Job (definitely not one of my character traits), I didn’t move my tongue, nor a muscle as I recall.

       At that precise moment, my hope was dangling on every word that came out of the doctor’s mouth. And then what I heard was just a little bit of heaven…the most wonderful, amazing, and encouraging words…

       “The latest test results show that I am no longer at stage III pancreatic cancer.  The feeder roots of the cancer have died and the exocrine tumor has shrunk to one-third of the size that it was when first diagnosed! The alkaline test revealed that my body is now 80% alkaline.  This is wonderful. Most people’s systems are very acidic. Because of my alkaline level it is helping my insulin and blood sugar levels to remain normal. Usually these are aggressively affected by the cancer. The doctor said to keep doing what we are doing dear!”

       Wow. I can breathe again. You could have just pinched me; nothing would have phased me because I felt so relieved and empowered.

       I gave my partner the biggest hug and then proceeded to do what every other woman would do. I picked up the phone and shared the wonderful news with all my friends and family. They were so encouraged. And now I get to share my news with you.

       It’s working! We’re kicking this stomach and colon cancer in the butt, literally. Can you believe it?

       No Surgery…No Radiation…No Chemotherapy…No Medication…No exercise!

       Wow, even in all our imperfection, in just six months we were able to combat the damage without all of those nasty alternatives that the doctors commanded when they gave him the prognosis of a couple years to live. In fact, the only difference is what crossed our tongue.

       Do you know how radical and powerful that was to us?

       Oh, I almost forgot to mention my own favorable side effects of ridding myself of all medications for the first time in 25 years.

Ever thought about what goes through your mind when you’ve been diagnosed with terminal cancer?

Here’s my partners story and his engulfed thoughts…

       I went to my physician for some tests which had been fairly normal for me. No concern here, I thought, just routine stuff since I had been told I was healthy as a horse. Well from that day forward has been one of the most trying times of my life, outside the military. What my doctor of the last fifteen years told me were the most dreaded things a person could hear: “you have stage III of IV stomach cancer and have 1-2 years to live”. I’m an easy going guy and remain calm in most situations but this set me back a bit. I had much to think about on that drive home.

       First, I refused to believe that it was happening to me; my stomach hasn’t been painful. Is the doctor right? Should I get another opinion? She wanted me to set up for tests and surgery at the Mayo Clinic. Then there would be radiation and chemo to follow. Everything I ever heard of the cure wasn’t going to be easy or safe in my mind and the prognosis afterwards was discouraging.

       Then there was telling this news to Barbara, who had just gone through her husband’s stroke and death not long ago. I was tempted to withhold the news and battle it out but decided that I had to tell her.

       What I felt was difficult to put into words. I was mad at God. What had I done, why me? This feeling passed quickly when I realized God had nothing to do with it. It was my diet and lifestyle that had created it. I got down on my knees to give thanks for everything around me and asked for just one chance to mend and make some things right in my life.

       I wondered how this was going to affect my new relationship. Would she leave me? Could she handle another person passing from her life? Was it fair to her to go through this again?

        All the things that I had done in my life suddenly seemed so insignificant. This was a real pity party for weeks. How was this going to affect investors if they knew my time was limited?

       But this passed quietly one day when my daughter said thanks for being there. This made me think it wasn’t what I had accumulated but how I had touched other lives that mattered most. Then I thought of all the things I still planned to do. I wanted to finish them and make some changes in some people’s lives that I know. I prayed this would pass and I still had the chance.

        There were so many compelling thoughts I can’t put them all in words. You become very angry at the world, even the guy that just cut you off in traffic. Words can’t describe how this kind of news affects your every day dealings. I wanted to turn inside and not deal with anybody. Thankfully there was love and understanding around me and I chose to fight; it wasn’t going to end for us.

       But then just twelve months after my original diagnosis my new test results were back and the tumor had shrunk by over NINETY PERCENT (90%). My doctor had me in her office to drill me on what we were doing to get such astounding results. She said, “It looks like you are going to beat this cancer if you keep doing what you are doing and eat right; it could be 100% gone soon”.

My partner’s story is incredibly hopeful for all of us.

       Soooo, What’d we do? We had to get educated fast. I felt like the robot in the movie, Johnny 5. Just give me input, input, input. What must I do, tell me quickly, our time is limited. But unlike the robot, it didn’t happen instantly. I began reading books, watching educational movies, talking to experts and researching.

       We both started to research everything we could get our hands on concerning cancer. We quickly discovered that cancer is caused by the food we eat. The one thing that stood out above all others is “cancer can’t live in an alkaline body”. This kept coming to the surface from a number of directions. So we decided to detox, juice, and go vegan.

       What we found were simple solutions to the deceptions we had received from the Standard American Diet (yes it’s SAD) that was crammed down our throats. 

       Then 9 months later our devastation re-surfaced. How could one day and a few words take away all our hope, we thought, as we got the long awaited news from the next MRI results.

       We thought we were on the right path. The results from the previous MRI showed that my partner’s cancer had been reduced a whopping 90%. And then, that day, we got the dreaded news from the doctor that the cancer had come back with a vengeance to 60% of the original size. According to the doctor, surgery was inevitable. The cancer had spread to the stomach liner and we were told that even if the tumor reduced there would still be a hole in the stomach liner and surgery was the only way to help it. How could that be, what had we done wrong since the previous MRI?

       Humbled and bewildered, we knew that immediate changes needed to be made. What brought this on? He was told that stress is such a powerful enemy, so much worse than eating well is good.

       So, once again the doctor had frightened us to the point of wondering if we were going to win this battle or if hope remained. We had great results before, but could we do it again?

       If what we were doing wasn’t working, now what? How could we undo the stress damage? Was he going to have to face surgery, radiation, chemo, and prescription drugs after all, which destroys the body even more? Was everything that we believed a lie? We knew we had to find answers and find them quick. We never understood the powerful negative effects of stress until that day. You can’t see it happening and don’t understand that word until you see the physical effects on your body.

       Our lives are whole beings – body, mind, and spirit and they are related in ways that sometimes we don’t understand until crisis forces change.

       What is stress anyway, is it just worry? No, it goes deeper than that. It can be caused by different areas in our lives and to be completely healthy we need to address the physical, mental, and spiritual aspects of our being.

       Stress is a huge reason people are hospitalized. It was time for us to take a deep inventory and fix what was broken.

       So, in what and whom do I trust? Do I trust the doctor that he must have surgery and chemo? Do I trust that my partner could rid himself of the stress and take the necessary steps to get healthy on his own? Do I trust the negative chatter in my head and gripping fear that started consuming me? Or do I trust that God has a plan for us, a plan to give us hope and a future, and is challenging us to trust for my partner’s health!

       So we began, again, the journey to do everything possible to rid his body of this dreaded cancer disease naturally.

Decision time!  Is it for you too? 

       Will we persevere? Will we get help? Will we think outside the box, get creative, open our mind and take a different direction?

       Will we say to ourselves, my way isn’t working, what’s next, what do I need to fix, how can I change my thinking and my actions? Or will the negative thoughts consume us? Or worse, are we so overcome with stress, and our body in such disrepair that we can’t function, and want to quit?

Don’t Stop Believing, Expect a Miracle!

       We did and then I received the following call I had waited on for the last 9 months…

       “Barb, I got the results of my MRI today”, my partner said on the other end of the phone. I took a deep breath, then braced myself. Here it comes, I thought. At that moment our fate was hanging on the next thing that came out of his mouth…please let it be good news, I prayed. Thinking back I can understand how stress works; how could so many thoughts, so many emotions, and so much adrenaline be going on in just a few split seconds? Imagine the internal damage if this state continues in our body.

       “They don’t see any signs of cancer, only scar tissue where the cancer had been”, he announced. Can you repeat that please, I want to make sure I heard it right, I asked. “I’M CANCER FREE”, he said. Then tears of joy flowed and my stress relaxed.

       It happened, without surgery, chemo, radiation, or prescriptions; it was all natural.

It could happen for you!

       I hope our story has encouraged you to get healthier in all areas of your life; physically, mentally, and spiritually. So many of you have shared your struggles with me which is why I published this chapter of our story and have a website dedicated to a healthier lifestyle. It’s been an evolution and so has our journey. I now know with certainty that it is possible to overcome diseases naturally.

       If you have any health concerns, get educated and believe that natural help is possible for you!

       Don’t stop believing that a few words can rock your world and change your life!

It was one of the most paradoxical moments of my life!

       I knew I had been running from my purpose. I pictured Jonah running from God and vomited from the belly of a whale. Imagining that stomach acid, tackling stomach cancer suddenly didn’t’ seem all that distasteful. Cancer can’t live in an alkaline body; the acid had to go.

       You see, many years ago, I had registered numerous domains. I did so because so many people asked me how I managed to juggle everything in my life and stay balanced and healthy. How do you do all that? How did I manage to overcome such adversity, including my own debilitating battle with lupus and arthritis, and remain so loving and determined without turning to drugs, alcohol, cigarettes, or depression? How do you cope with all that and stay so strong, with mental clarity, determination, and hope? These were the questions I was constantly asked.

       I knew that someday I would empower, motivate, and teach others how to gain health in their body, mind, spirit, as well as finances. And the reason that day was so profound was I knew that the “someday” had to be now.

       But reasoning said I spent years in real estate devouring knowledge, studying over 137 Real Estate courses from various trainers. I’d read over 97 books on real estate and personal development and listened to endless amounts of CDs and webinars from countless speaker. But I knew then I was being called beyond Realtor, investor, and coach.

       It was that moment I remembered my passion of empowering others to gain abundant health and saving lives from the brainwashing many of us have been fed.

       Then I thought, “What good is your wealth if you don’t have your health”. Without health nothing else matters. Isn’t it funny how we spend our wealth chasing health and our health chasing wealth?

       Here I will share my journey with you and the health movement I’ve started with the intentions of taking as many people as I can along with me. I know everyone secretly wants to get healthier, and while some need to be dragged along kicking and screaming, even if they start with whining they will come out winning and loving it.

       Sign up now for my own personal plan of how we not only fought off the cancer naturally but treated the whole body, exactly what we did and what we ate, the results we got, how we took better control of our health and how you can too. Truly, “the power of life and death is in our tongue”. Choose life.

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