How FIRE LORE Began
Robbie Williams, the custodian of FIRE LORE, has long realised that Western forest, land and water management models are failing us. He had a goal to create a 100% Indigenous-owned business that could educate about and deliver cultural burn services in an environmentally and financially sustainable model.
“With climate change leading to a drier country and more bushfires, we can no longer afford to mismanage our land – our greatest resource – with outdated practices.”
With the appropriate quality processes and occupational health and safety frameworks in place, Robbie has ensured that the organisation meets the requirements of corporations and government and today works closely with many stakeholders to combat the effects of fire, drought, floods, soil degradation and invasive species.
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Baptism of FIRE
This is Narrakbul/Githabul Bootherum (our 'LORE’)
In the beginning…
The earth was born of fire, a melting and shifting core formed its landscapes and all that must come upon it.
Ngathang-gali, Marmag-Babarrahni and our Mother (Earth) are speaking. Their voices are one and the same, speaking the same Harmonious words.
Love us, accept us, acknowledge us, honour us, respect us, obey us – and we will pour out bountiful blessings upon you, Ngali-ngarah Jarithus (our Children).
For we are all one and the same, for you are breath of our breath, blood of our blood and bone of our bone. For our hearts, all beat as one and to the same Holy sacred beat.
Come, come, come ye Jarthum (our Children) for your Ngothung-gali, Marmah-Babarrahni and your Mother.
Where to manage the seasons, weather, birth, death, knowledge and creation.
Blessed is he who knows his Mother.
Thereafter came the guardians and beings. Each of the three created a place for its people.
Fill and restore the sons of the mountain, that they will have eyes to see and ears to hear the commands and Lores of their ancient ones and be a fruitful and blessed people as designed.
And like the birds saw the seeds again and again. As the melting rock is pushed out of the Earth, so too will your blood surge pure in your bodies to rebuild and restore the gatherings of the Bird Tribe.