The quiet moments are like the hidden runes that the child sows before the sun rises. A gentle rhythm—soft breath, a whispered affirmation, a small gesture of gratitude—can lock a calm spell into their marrow. If you weave a simple ritual, like a slow counting of breaths while touching a small stone, it becomes a tiny talisman of steadiness. It’s not grand magic, just a quiet anchor that grows with them, turning everyday pause into resilience.