The next time you are about to ridicule something seemingly foolish that President Trump has said or done – and there have been many instances recently – be forewarned: He has supernatural powers.

He sees dead people.

He doesn’t just see them. He talks to them and relays their thoughts back to the living. This president may do things large, but I’ve been noticing with increasing frequency that he is also a medium.

A few weeks ago, while posthumously honoring a World War II hero, Trump gave the man’s family a report on their departed loved one. He was “looking down from heaven, proud of this incredible honor, but even prouder of the legacy that lives on in each of you. So true.”

A few weeks before that, at what was billed as a celebration of patriotism at the White House, Trump reported to the crowd that fallen soldiers are pleased with his economic policies and increases in the stock market. “Many of them are looking down right now at our country, and they are proud,” he said.

Sometimes, Trump pinpoints the location of the deceased, using some psychic GPS. At an outdoor Medal of Honor ceremony in May for soldiers lost at a battle in Afghanistan, Trump pointed at a location in the sky and said, “They are looking down right now.” A week before that, outside the Capitol, Trump pointed to a point in the sky over his head and told the family of a slain police detective: “So she’s right now, right there. And she’s looking down.”

Occasionally, something must get lost in the cloud and Trump receives a heavenly miscommunication. Speaking to a steelworker at the White House in March, Trump informed the man: “Your father, Herman, he’s looking down, and he’s very proud of you right now.”

“Oh, he’s still alive,” the steelworker said.

“Then he’s even more proud of you,” Trump said.

Two decades ago, Hillary Clinton communed with Eleanor Roosevelt under the auspices of a woman who studied the psychic experience. Nancy Reagan consulted an astrologer after her husband was shot in 1981.

But now we have the president himself talking directly with dead people – and even, on occasion, God. After his inauguration, Trump announced that “God looked down and he said, ‘We’re not going to let it rain on your speech.’ ” (There must have been some miscommunication over the celestial transom, because it rained.)

After a column of mine mentioned one of Trump’s conversations with the dead, I was contacted by Karen Park, a professor of theology and religious studies at St. Norbert College in De Pere, Wisconsin. “My sense is that this is what passes for spirituality for Trump – a world where imaginary dead white people take an elevator to a heavenly penthouse where they look down on him with approval,” she told me.

Many of us believe in an afterlife or at least take comfort in thinking our departed loved ones are, in some form, still with us. But Park is suspicious of Trump’s self-serving “fantasies about happy dead people blessing his presidency and this country.” Such fantasies “make us feel good and require nothing from us at all,” argued Park, who specializes in American religious history.

In fairness, Trump does allow that some people may not land in that gauzy heaven. In 2016 in Iowa, he threw a group of farmers a theological curveball after telling them they would be looking down happily after death. “We hope you’re looking down, anyway,” he amended.

Occasionally, Trump’s conversations with the departed have been strikingly detailed. In May 2017, Fox News’s Jeanine Pirro asked Trump what his late brother Fred is “telling you now.”

“He’s telling me just keep doing what you’re doing,” Trump replied. Fred Trump, in the president’s view, had particular interest in the border, trade, jobs and North Korea.

Trump’s mother, the chief executive has said on more than one occasion, “is looking down,” particularly around Mother’s Day. His father looks down, too, though seemingly less often.

Trump informed Jerry Falwell Jr., president of Liberty University, that his father “is looking down on you right now and he is proud.” Same with Homeland Security Secretary Kirstjen Nielsen’s mom. And golfer Justin Rose’s father.

This communion across the Great Divide didn’t just come up when Trump ran for president. At a 1984 game of the doomed USFL football league, he told a sportscaster that “I suspect that Bear Bryant might be looking down on the stadium right now.”

Over time, Trump has honed the medium message. Addressing Congress last year, Trump honored the widow of Navy SEAL Ryan Owens, who died in a controversial raid that Trump approved. Lawmakers applauded for more than two minutes.

“Ryan is looking down right now,” Trump informed the chamber. “And he’s very happy, because I think he just broke a record.”

Was Owens looking down happily? Did he care if he posthumously broke an applause record?

God knows. And the president.

Dana Milbank is a columnist for The Washington Post. He can be contacted at:

dana.milbank@washpost.com