Climbing the Grand Canyon

I feel like I am climbing the Grand Canyon. God just showed me a visual of where I am. I am climbing. I am steadily moving foward, I am making it closer to the completion of a goal... but I am not enjoying anything along the way. I am climbing but with every step looking forward and backward. I see what was so good behind, on the bottom of the canyon. I dream of what good is ahead, of the perfection and relaxation. I recall the beauty that I saw and think upon the beauty I will see. I am so busy thinking of what was and what will be I dont see what is. I cant see the beauty from where I stand. I dont enjoy the journey between past and future. I am so focused on the two that I dont recgonize that there is a present. I rejoice in thinking about what was and I delight in dreaming about the perfection to come. I lose every present moment in the process. I want to enjoy the hike ... and all it has.