I'm standing on top of a bus that's hanging half-way over the edge of a several hundred foot tall cliff. I walk out on to the far edge, and jump up and down. The bus starts slipping off the edge. I fall, scream, feel intense anxiety. Right before I hit the ground, I'm suddenly back up at the top, back in time. The bus is still perched on the ledge.
I go and do it again, jumping up and down. The bus again falls, and me along with it. This time I'm less scared, but still afraid. Again, I'm back at the top.
This time, as the bus falls, I fully accept the fall. I fall with complete peace and serenity. I hit the ground, feel my legs snap under me and my body being crushed on the ground, and it's okay.
My consciousness is plunged into a void of sorts, past form and any sensory perception, but it feels full in a way. I feel powerful bliss, peace. I no longer exist - I am the bliss; I am the void. I reside in this state for a while before waking up, my entire body tingling and vibrating intensely.