Santer Klas

Santer Klas

In December 2006 Bryan James of West Hills California, was given a vision of a real Santa. (He used to have an active website, agentoflight.net, but appears to be inactive since then. I found it and copied it then.

He tells the following story.

Early in the morning, on Christmas Day I received a vision of a heavy man in a red suit. He told me his name was Santer Klas. Santer (pronounced Santur like the u in pure) and Klas, (pronounced like class).

Klas was a good natured man, and had a contagious laugh. He lived on a plant in Universe #780 during the period that would have been the years 1487-1549 on Earth. Their calendar year was 429 days long but each day was only 12 hours long si it was the equivalent of 214.5 of our Earth days.

Klas’ planet was in a solar system with only four planets, because the other eight had been destroyed by dark beings seeking to kidnap and sell beings into slavery on other planets controlled by the dark. Overall, over 10 million beings were slaughtered and another one million were sold into slavery.

The planet was slightly more than half the size of Earth and had been inhabited for only about 30 Earth years, so the settlers all lived relatively near each other. By our year 1547, the entire population of Klas’ planet (4 million) migrated below the surface to protect themselves against attack.

Klas was too old and heavy to fight with the militia. He was 100 years old, 5’4” and 230 pounds. He and another man agreed to serve as sentries near the only entrance to their hideout, which was well camouflaged. They both wore red suits so they could be easily picked out of a crowd and if they spotted an enemy ship coming they would ring a small bell which could be heard very well through echoes in the underground caverns.

Each family sectioned off about 800 square feet and used whatever they could to erect walls for privacy, such as wood and blankets, None of these homesteads had roofs, so it looked like a large city of cubicles. Food and water was scarce but no one starved. This was very traumatic for the people, as they lived in constant fear of death or enslavement.

Klas would offer encouragement to people as they passed him every day on their way to gathering food and water. He felt very bad for the people and wished he could do more to help.

One day after finishing his shift, Klas happened to glance out toward the surface and he saw a tiny person standing about six feet from the entrance of their hideout. It was only about 10 inches tall, and he had ever seen anything like that before. So Klas went out to get a closer look and he began to speak to him.

The person explained that he was an elf and lived in another dimension on the planet. He asked what had happened to all the people, so Klas explained that they had to abandon their homes and move underground to avoid the invaders. The elf was sympathetic and Klas mentioned that he wished he could do something to encourage everyone and give them hope. After speaking for about 30 minutes, the elf offered to ask the other elves if they had any suggestions, and to pass those on to him. Klas Agreed.

Three days later, the elf came back to the same spot and Klas went out to speak to him. He told Klas, the elves suggested that the people might be encouraged if there was a way to provide for their practical needs. So he asked Klas what he felt might be useful. Klas wasn’t sure and said he’d have to put some thought into that. So the elf told him that he’d be back in three days and they could discuss it further.

Klas spent the next few days observing the people to determine what might be useful. He noticed how little boys would get thirsty while in the play area and then one of the older children would have to take them back to their living space for water. And he observed how the little girls tried to help clean their living space but didn’t have anything to wipe away the dirt.

Men walked by complaining how sore their hands were from pulling up plants they needed for food. The women then had to separate what was edible from what was not, which was time consuming without proper tools.

When the elf returned, Klas shared his observations. The elf said he would go back and discuss this with the other elves and try and come up with a solution. About two months passed, and Klas still hadn’t heard back from the elf. He figured that the elves probably couldn’t think of any ideas that would help.

And then a few days later, (January 1, 1549 by our calendar), each family woke up and found a surprise waiting for them. In a neat pile on the floor was a small spade like tool, a utensil for separating the edible part of a plant, a feather duster, and a cup with a lid.

No one had any idea where these came from, and in checking with other families nearby, they each realized that every family had received the same thing. The people were thrilled, and quickly figured out  what to do with each item. Tears of joy flowed from each household, as they realized that something wonderful and miraculous had occurred that day.

When he didn’t report for his shift, a man was sent to go and try to find Klas. The man tried his living space, and greeted Klas’ wife. He was surprised to see that she wasn’t celebrating like everyone else, but instead seated in the floor weeping.  When he asked her what was wrong, she told him that Klas had died in his sleep.

After a short time Klas was taken out to the surface for burial. He was well liked and about 400 people came to say goodbye and to comfort his widow. During the service, they were all shocked when about 1200 elves showed up quite suddenly.

The leader of the elves spoke up and told the story of how Klas had met one of the elves and shared the hardship that the people had endured. He told how Klas wished he could encourage them more and to give them hope for a brighter future.

The elf then told how Klas had given them some ideas on what might be useful for them, and the elves worked together to make these  items for everyone.

The news of what happened at Klas’ funeral soon spread throughout the community. To show him honor, they gave him the name Santer which meant Joyful. Santer Klas.

As a memorial to him and as an annual reminder to look for a brighter future, they instituted a tradition of gift giving on the anniversary of that special day.

That tradition continues to this day in almost every planet within the 780 universes. When leaders of the Federation (of Light) heard the story, according to Bryan James, they were so touched that they’ve inspired a tradition of Santer Klas on every planet that has at least one person committed to the Light. That tradition will also be included on every planet in every new universe  that’s created for every person who “ ascends”.  And will continue forever and ever.