As a lifelong metal fan, I had caught wind of the show: Back to the Beginning, a one-day music festival in Birmingham, England—the home of Black Sabbath—intended to be Ozzy Osbourne’s final performance both as a solo artist and Black Sabbath’s final performance with the full band: Tony Iommi, Bill Ward, and Geezer Butler. But I forgot about it until the week of, when I happened across a message online that reminded me it was going to be streaming. At first, it was just another streaming concert in my mind, but I kept thinking about it. The lineup was sick, the biggest metal bands on earth. I wondered what covers everyone would play leading up to the final show. Pantera certainly would surely play Planet Caravan, a personal favorite from Far Beyond Driven (1994). It was the Fourth of July weekend and I was going to be home all day anyway smoking a brisket, so why not?

“What a joy it is to be on an incompleteable path.” - Henry Shukman, Sanbo Zen Master

I actually want to write about my zen practice. But I feel like setting the stage with meditation more generally is a better place to begin.

The world is afire, literally and metaphorically. It’s been almost 20 years since suddenly everyone had smart phones. We started opening and refreshing feeds—no, waterfalls—of problems, tasks, and agendas. Priorities set by companies, organizations, influencers, bots. This technology added hundreds of new voices to our daily experience. Embedded in dopamine, streaming constantly. Directly to you, 24/7.

So, you’re telling me we already got this damn monkey mind that won’t shut up, that fills us with suffering well enough…and now we’re injecting doomscrolling into the mix?

Of course people need meditation. We need it more than ever.

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