What does “Holistic” mean?


Happy Monday, Friends!

I’ve been getting a lot of questions recently about what it means to live Holistically-so many that I thought it might help to make a post and video addressing some of the common misconceptions about Holistic Nutrition and the Integrative Community.

After watching this video, scroll down for an exciting new discount announcement!

If you’re local to the Atlanta/East Metro area, I’m offering a beginner class, called Holistic Living 101. I recently reduced the price SIGNIFICANTLY for all of my classes, because I want more people to have access to information on how to live Holistically! This class isn’t available virtually quite yet, but stay tuned, because that is actually in progress currently. To purchase your ticket for this class, click here. Please note that class space is limited in order to have close interaction with my attendees.


Thank you all for coming to me with your questions and concerns about your health and the health of your family members. I’m so happy to help, and I’m looking forward to hearing more of your progress reports!

Have a Blessed Week,

Cathi Chandler

Life Abundantly Holistic Co.


Holistic Living 101


Happy New Year!

I’m so excited for you to begin 2019 with your health goal at the top of your priorities, and I’m super excited that you’re choosing to allow me to help you attain that goal! Let’s do this together, because we weren’t created to do life alone, especially the tough stuff.

You’re totally here to register for my Holistic Living 101 Class, aren’t you? Cool! Because I’m here to get you started on doing that–so we’re both on the same page. Literally.

This is going to happen in a few of steps, okay? You’re going to do great, though, I just know it!

1. First, Click the here to purchase the class ticket from my e-store. Select the icon for “Holistic Living 101” and then follow the instructions for completing your purchase.

2. Next, Click here to fill out the registration form. Right now, I’m only taking registrants for the February class, so be sure to select the proper one on the form.

3. Then, Head over to *Facebook and tell everyone what you just did and make sure you use the hashtags #HolYsticLiving #LifeAbundantly #CathiChandler and a bunch of other really cool ones so I can see what you’re excited about!

4. After that, go do the same thing on *Instagram using even MORE hashtags!

(You don’t have to do this on Twitter, because Twitter is dumb.)

5. Finally, stay connected with me on social media, because, like I said, we’re going to do this TOGETHER! And it’s going to be awesome!

**Doing these social media posts will enter you for a prize giveaway that will be happening during your Holistic Living 101 class**

Thanks for letting me teach you, and I look forward to seeing you in class!



Certified Holistic Nutritionist




How to Decrease Inflammation NATURALLY


Inflammation is awful whether you’re plagued by an acute or chronic inflammatory condition. I’ve been through both, so I completely understand! That’s why I’m here to help. Here’s a quick, fifteen minute video all about how to decrease your inflammation! I’ve also got a few links and recipes for you to try out afterward! Happy Healing, friends!

Click here to watch Decrease Inflammation:

Turmeric Tea

1/4 tsp Turmeric Powder

1 TBS Coconut oil…..

Find a Wonderful list of Nightshades on Artist Amy’s Health Journey Blog here.

I hope all this was helpful and you enjoy the recipes! Don’t forget to subscribe (subscription is FREE, y’all!) for more HolYstic Info on how to care for that Temple of yours! I’m happy to help and excited for you to start living Life Abundantly!



How to Naturally Increase Energy…


I’m so happy you’re here to learn about how to increase your energy naturally! Yay! I’ve been praying for you, and you’re taking a step toward renewing your body and having energy that will naturally sustain you throughout the day and through the Holidays! Chances are that you’re here because you saw my video on Facebook. If not, you can watch it here:



I hope you enjoyed all the information that I was able to give you, and I know you’re super excited to make the herbal concoctions that I talked about. As promised in my video, here are a couple of recipes and links on where to purchase the ingredients:

Please like, share, subscribe, and follow, and visit me on Facebook and Instgram to keep up with daily happenings, new recipes, and to participate in information polls! Next week, we’ll be talking about INFLAMMATION! It’s going to be so helpful for a lot of you, and I’m so excited to help you out with that!

Have a GREAT and ENERGIZING week, friends!






It started with an Apple…


This post has been a long time coming, but I think I’ve been waiting for the dust of the New Year’s Resolutions to settle. I want people to know that the way we view food in our home is not a diet, nor is it a phase. This is our conviction-all of us-even the kids, and it all started with an apple.

About a year ago, I was admitted into the hospital for what seemed like a hernia, then turned into possible heart problems. After heart testing was negative, the doctors were puzzled. Their answer for my problem was that we were dealing with an unknown issue with an unknown solution. It was a horribly awful time that left me feeling hopeless and as if my body was deteriorating from the inside out. Prior to my hospital stay, I thought that I just needed a cleanse of some sort. So, I because eating more apples, which are filled with fiber. I tried the fad cleanses that are all over Pinterest, thinking I’d have the same amazing results that those happy girls posed in white had experienced. Now that I understand what was actually going on inside of my body, I realize that the apple is what caused my condition to worsen the most. 

Another time, I’ll explain just what happened to me more in depth, but for now I’d like to visit a story that we are all too familiar with. You know this story, I’m sure, but please read through it again.
The Beginning of Sin

3 The snake was the most clever of all the wild animals that the Lord God had made. The snake spoke to the woman and said, “Woman, did God really tell you that you must not eat from any tree in the garden?”
2 The woman answered the snake, “No, we can eat fruit from the trees in the garden. 3 But there is one tree we must not eat from. God told us, ‘You must not eat fruit from the tree that is in the middle of the garden. You must not even touch that tree, or you will die.’”
4 But the snake said to the woman, “You will not die. 5 God knows that if you eat the fruit from that tree you will learn about good and evil, and then you will be like God!”
6 The woman could see that the tree was beautiful and the fruit looked so good to eat. She also liked the idea that it would make her wise. So she took some of the fruit from the tree and ate it. Her husband was there with her, so she gave him some of the fruit, and he ate it.
7 Then it was as if their eyes opened, and they saw things differently. They saw that they were naked. So they got some fig leaves, sewed them together, and wore them for clothes.
8 During the cool part of the day, the Lord God was walking in the garden. The man and the woman heard him, and they hid among the trees in the garden. 9 The Lord God called to the man and said, “Where are you?”
10 The man said, “I heard you walking in the garden, and I was afraid. I was naked, so I hid.”
11 God said to the man, “Who told you that you were naked? Did you eat fruit from that special tree? I told you not to eat from that tree!”
12 The man said, “The woman you put here with me gave me fruit from that tree. So I ate it.”
13 Then the Lord God said to the woman, “What have you done?”
She said, “The snake tricked me, so I ate the fruit.”
14 So the Lord God said to the snake,
“You did this very bad thing,

    so bad things will happen to you.

It will be worse for you

    than for any other animal.

You must crawl on your belly

    and eat dust all the days of your life.

15 I will make you and the woman enemies to each other.

    Your children and her children will be enemies.

You will bite her child’s foot,

    but he will crush your head.”

16 Then God said to the woman,
“I will cause you to have much trouble

    when you are pregnant.

And when you give birth to children,

    you will have much pain.

You will want your husband very much,

    but he will rule over you.”

17 Then God said to the man,
“I commanded you not to eat from that tree.

    But you listened to your wife and ate from it.

So I will curse the ground because of you.

    You will have to work hard all your life for the food the ground produces.

18 The ground will grow thorns and weeds for you.

    And you will have to eat the plants that grow wild in the fields

19 You will work hard for your food,

    until your face is covered with sweat.

You will work hard until the day you die,

    and then you will become dust again.

I used dust to make you,

    and when you die, you will become dust again.”
You see? It all started with an apple. And temptation, and a conniving snake with a luring promise of something tasty and sweet. I look around the grocery stores nowadays, and all I see is the temptation to indulge in foods that are not good for the bodies that were created for us. Right there, in Genesis, we see that because of original sin, we have to work hard all our lives for the food the ground produces. We have to eat the plants that grow in the fields. But, all over the TV, in magazines, and social media are these “foods” that are “quick and easy” meals for the family. And then all around us are sick people. Our county has found ways to make tasty treats out of chemicals that take only seconds to produce and to create genetically modified crops  and animals that will grow at lightning speeds so that we don’t feel the burden of original sin. Did we really think that God was going to let us get away with that? Is that really something that we want to brag about? 

     I don’t know about you, but I don’t want to have any part of this way of life. I’m convicted over my sin, and I want to continue to be convicted. I want to be cleansed from the inside out and to never feel in bondage to humanity’s way of fighting back against the consequences of sin. This life is not supposed to be easy. Food is not supposed to be simple. We’re supposed to work for it. And we’re supposed to beg God for the wisdom in making food that heals our bodies and nourishes our families. We’re supposed to lean on him for wisdom, guidance, and the energy to work and keep on working. It’s supposed to be hard, people, but with God’s help, it’s also supposed to be peaceful, healing, energizing, and abundant-life giving! 

   It’s been a year since the dietary changes began in our home. I’m so blessed to say that we’ve seen healing from sickness, joint pain,  muscle aches, headaches, digestive problems, skin rashes, mental illness, developmental delays, and autism. And, yes, we’ve also seen weight loss. Living life in this way has helped our family incredibly! I am up earlier in the mornings until late at night, and I feel constantly energized in between. I believe that this consistent energy comes from the food that I eat plus a hefty dose of blessing from God. Although I get made fun of and looked at strangely from time-to-time over this lifestyle, I believe in my heart that I am being obedient to God’s call to care for the body that He has given me and to spread the good news of healing through God’s creation, rather than man’s. 

If you’ve tried diets for weight loss and health reasons, and you feel like you just can’t win, I want to invite you to try and do things a little differently. Ask God to take it from an “I want-to” to a conviction. Ask Him to speak to your heart on what He wants for your body. He will do that. He wants us to live life abundantly! Not constantly on the couch, at the drive-thru window, in the doctor’s office, or on medications that cause a billion side-effects. I’m talking about life to the full! Real, true, abundant life-It’s real, and it’s attainable. And I want to walk you through getting there. So, if you haven’t already, subscribe to this blog, follow me on Facebook, and please share. Let’s get the word and the Word out there! How will the world know if no one tells them? 

This week, I want to challenge you. Buy an apple, and put it somewhere visible. Let that serve as a reminder for you to pray for God’s wisdom, conviction, and guidance over your nutrition. I’ll be praying for you all as well. 

Living Abundantly,


My Life, Uncategorized

Rewind to the Aha Moment

I’ve clipped coupons, sorted through the sale ads, and made grocery lists for three different stores. I’ve played sudoku, browsed my social media, and started a new devotional, and I still have forty-five minutes before the school bell rings. I arrived at the front of the car line just after lunch time, two hours before the end of the school day, just in case my son needed me. Even as I type this, I feel the stares from people reading it later on. I’m slightly embarrassed, and I want you to understand why I’m doing this. I want you to know that I’m not a “helicopter-mom” in the least bit. In fact, I’m quite the opposite.

I taught both of my boys to read and write before they entered into Kindergarten. They learned how to do their own laundry, scrub toilets, and make grilled cheese before their fifth birthdays. I wanted my boys to become strong, independent, and problem-solving men one day, and I knew it was my job to teach them life skills. Small, daily tasks always took more time, because I would do them in four steps. First, I would explain to my children how something is done. Next, I would perform the task myself, while repeating my explanation. Then, I would undo it and tell one of my sons, “Okay, your turn,” and I would talk them through it again. Finally, I would undo it, and say, “This time, you do it without my help.” Sure, I could just load all of the dishes or peel a potato myself, and it would take me all of thirty seconds, but how would that benefit my kids’ futures? It would only make my present easier, and I’m not called to that kind of living.

I check the clock, and I still have thirty minutes before I see my son’s face. I wonder if the teacher is typing up a time log for me today, like she did on Monday. I worry that he’s moved his clip down to red for the umpteenth time this year. I check and recheck my email to see if she’s had a chance to respond yet, and then I wonder if she’s even gotten the chance to look over it at all. I sent it to her yesterday morning. You’d think she’d have read it by now, right? Now, I KNOW I’m being irrational. So, I take a deep breath. My breath cleansing only lasts a few seconds before my mind is drifting back to worry. It’s 2:04pm. Only twenty-six more minutes.

Idan started off just like any other baby. I nursed him, sang lullabies, and rocked him to sleep. I gently combed over his soft spot, washed between his chunky thigh folds, and buckled him into a rear-facing car seat. I did all of the same things for him as I had done for my first son, and I was exhausted by the time evening rolled around. He teethed and screamed when numbing gel wouldn’t do the trick. He rolled over, clapped, and squealed when tickled. He learned to sit, crawl, and walk on his own. He was the sweetest, poopiest, most normal baby ever, and I felt my motherhood was complete, and it was.

When Idan began to talk, I noticed that he was unlike any other child I had ever known. As his language skills increased, I began to find his dry humor and quirky mannerisms to be the most entertaining thing! His logical view on people and imagination was one that caught the attention of all our friends and family. He had a deep, monotone voice, and it only seemed to add points to the value of his words. His feelings got hurt easily, and I would shelter him from any situations that might have caused him emotional pain. He was so much like his big brother, but also very different in so many more ways.

Idan started school this year, and it was the most exciting, yet saddening day of my life, as any mother can understand. My youngest was away, and I had an empty house for 7 hours, but after a couple of days, I learned to love my alone time. I took naps, did laundry, grocery shopped, took naps, mowed the lawn, and also took naps. It was glorious. My days were carefree, and my house was spotless! After the first nine weeks of school, my son’s teacher got real with us Kindergarten parents. She eased us into the reality that our little angels had a spark or two of humanity in them. On his daily report sheet, she started writing little notes informing me of my son’s misbehavior. These didn’t alarm me, because I knew Idan sometimes didn’t like to cooperate. Every child fights against rules every once in a while. But, his minor misbehaviors turned into outbursts, and his outbursts turned into raging fits of anger. Who was this little boy? I had never known him! I wanted to advocate for his teacher by reinforcing discipline action at home, but I hated to be punishing him on a daily basis. I wanted to correct these inappropriate behaviors, but I didn’t want to taint his quality of life at the same time.

I scoured the Internet, read books written by Christian psychologists, watched parenting videos, and asked friends for advice. I changed my family’s routine, adjusted my son’s diet, and had pep talks with him every day before school. I told him that I believed in him, that he could make good choices, and that I loved him more than he could ever know. I hugged him tighter than he could handle, and willed my love into his brain when I kissed his forehead. I cupped his little face in my hands, and spoke encouragement into his eyes, then I watched him walk into his classroom, drove home, and waited. The bus pulled up to the house seven hours later, and children began to spill out through the doors. My heart raced, and I focused love onto my face as I saw my sweet little boy hop off the steps. He tossed his book bag onto the grass, did a ninja roll across the lawn, and landed in the coolest half-split dismount I had ever seen him do that day. I scooped up my little acrobat, sat him on my lap, and asked him about his day.

I was so sure that I had done everything right! I followed the schedule. I talked with him. I was understanding and encouraging. I gave him incentives. I had a flawless reward system. How could he have had a Red day again? What was I doing wrong? The very second that followed is the one that changed our lives forever. I pulled his puffy face into my chest, sat back, and began to rock back and forth on the porch swing. My oldest son leaned against my shoulder. It’s like he sensed that the end of my rope had burnt to ashes. That very moment was it for me. I tapped out, threw in the towel, washed my hands of it all. I released everything I had been trying to do, and whispered, “Something else is going on here.”

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