What is all this about time and timelessness that confuse you? What more exactly do you need to know and what for? You can understand without conscious understanding. You can know without conscious knowing. You know long before you catch on what is written in your DNA and is bound to come out.
The human heart goes where the intellect pauses. Your heart gets it all. Your intellect would go in circles and leave you high and dry. The heart is where you live. The mind queries, much like a detective. The mind runs around with its microscope and makes up theories, reaches the door, yet cannot quite open it and venture in or far enough.
Don’t think I spurn the mind. Contrary to what you may have believed, it’s just that you can count on your bedazzled heart more than your brilliant mind. Your intellect may sputter. Your heart sits still in regions where your mind can only wander and speculate. At the same time, your heart, even when bedraggled, is the door that opens into the Abode of Heaven and Infinity from which all things come. The connection to all you seek is in your heart.
Infinity is like a pocket that you can reach into, yet there is no end to this pocket so you consciously do not reach the bottom of it, for, of course, it has no bottom so is not a pocket at all.
Ah, sweet mysteries of life and love and all the accompanying tones of the music that is played in a lifetime.