Recruiters are not expected to end the recession by hiring everyone that is in need of a career, nor are they expected to keep every family out of poverty or a sustained drop in their current lifestyle. What they will do is to identify unmatched, grade A, high level, highly productive talent to help organizations grow and mature to increased levels of success.
Recruiters are superheroes, or perhaps they are heroes. What is the difference between a superhero and a hero? Based on very limited research which entailed my IPad and surveying three friends, a superhero is one that has a supernatural power that is above and beyond the normal realm of folks like us. Therefore, I stand corrected:
Recruiters are heroes.
I know what some of you are saying: “Isn’t that a little extreme!” For those in the space, you are cheering saying “Heck Yeah, we are!” I want to tell you why recruiters stand on the same platform as those that sacrifice their lives each and every day.
I don’t want you to visualize the Olympic podium with a recruiter, firefighter and soldier standing side by side. I want to help you understand the value and importance recruiters play in the lives of others.
Recruiters, like so many of us, find and embrace individual success stories. When an amazing person is matched with an amazing opportunity, it sticks with a recruiter and for some, serves as a form of motivation.
Here is why this statement of heroism rings true:
- Recruiters do not define culture but they shape and mold it. The role of a recruiter is not to fill jobs with bodies. It is a misnomer that needs to be put to rest. A truly dedicated recruiter understands the culture of the organization, the core values and mission and identifies individuals that will “fit”. By helping to seek out and usher in the high quality talent that fits in the organization, they are building a foundation for success. The right person will be a long term fit cutting down on onboarding, training and recruiting costs. That is a big part of any company budget.
- Recruiters are on the front lines. For companies big and small, recruiters are the first person you meet and the person you will spend most of your time with until your start date. Creating a strong first impression in any walk of life is critical to establish comfort, trust and satisfaction.
- Recruiters care and believe in their company. Employee satisfaction is one thing many areas companies struggle with. How to empower? How to challenge? How to satisfy? Recruiters truly believe in the company and that attitude carries forward in their pursuit of talent.
- Recruiters evolve – With the landscape of talent acquisition changing with the explosion of social engagement, successful recruiters are continuously learning new skills and resources.
- Recruiters promote trust. Interviewing for a job is difficult. It is one of the most stressful processes one will undergo in their lives. Having the trusting hand of a stranger is crucial in reducing stress and putting you in comfortable place where you can be yourself and allow your background to shine. Recruiters are nurturing.
For these and many more reasons, it is clear that recruiters are heroes. As we look back on our “dream” jobs. You know the one that makes you smile each more and feel valued, think about the person that got you in the door and the effort they put in for you. It is a feat not to be taken lightly.
You are now
You are here
You are beautiful
An image created in a dream and now before my weary eyes
You take all the bad in me and cleanse it
Break me out of these prison walls I created
Wash away the hate in myself to rediscover love
Practice as I preach
Live as I learn
Now is a time of action
A time to dismiss tears; breathe life and fly
I am done bleeding
I want you to heal me with your touch
I want you
I want to feel again
Feel the ache of missing you
Feel the hope of loving you
I want to hold you until I lose my grip
As I look to the bottom of the cliff, I am not scared
Through the glare of the sun, your face shines and you blow me a kiss
Doves fly in formation manifesting a heart across blue skies
All is perfect
Life has meaning once again
“Sometimes I wonder why are we so blind to fate? Without compassion, there can be no end to hate. No end to sorrow caused by the same endless fears. Why can’t we learn from all we’ve been through, after two thousand years? – Two Thousand Years – Billy Joel
“I know I was born and I know that I’ll die. The in between is mine. I Am Mine” – Eddie Vedder
On November 20, 1983, ABC broadcast a film that would change our lives forever, The Day After. As a young boy, I sat on the end of the couch just a few feet to the right of the 26 inch tube television with my brothers, sister and parents by my side. About 45 minutes into the film and my eyes clenched closed, I could not bear the tragedy I was witnessing. Teachers had spoken lightly about nuclear weapons and the cold war, but the potential elimination of manhood via disintegration and slow painful cancerous effects had never dawned on me at my age until I witnessed it on this screen. Needless to say, I spent the remaining one hour and twenty minutes on my bunk bed under a pillow shaking and crying.
Thirty years later, that film still has an impact on millions around the world. Whether you saw it for the first time as a child or adult, it sent shivers and fears throughout your body. It was a film that remained with you long after the credits ended.
On this day, November 20, I remember a time of:
- Family – When I was a young boy, together in a room with my parents and siblings sharing a moment that would change our lifetimes.
- Awakening – It would be years later when I would see the entirety of this film, but the effects it had on me then and continue to have on my now is lasting.
- Fear and love – Life is about individual moments in time that define and shape us. 30 years ago today, I had one of those moments.
- Living – It is ironic that a movie about destruction and death could open your eyes to the magic of life.
I am not writing this to change the way you live your life or provide a “This Day in History” fact. This is my way of sharing a reflection. Family, happiness, love and peace are values I hold close and this movie was one small piece of what helped shape who I am.
Life is not about the pursuit of heaven and hell
Not the pity we create due to our self imposed short comings
Not the blame we place on others
It isn’t about the philosophy of right or wrong; nor the lifetime pursuit of the immortal sign of nirvana
The one visual mystery that solidifies the hope of a mystical after-life of eternal perfection
A cloud void of hate, emotion, strive and pain.
A home of love
Where emotion is stripped from the spirit and the core remains
This is not our purpose; not our legacy
We are not a definition; yet we are defined
Defined by moments that change lives
A spiritual awakening
An unconscious act of kindness
A brush of generosity to a stranger
A warm embrace when a tear is shed
A hug bringing shelter from the storm of the aching
To look at death from the eyes of another and understand
We are the gatekeepers of heaven
This conceptual utopia reuniting us with a life left behind
I want to find the catalyst to the deepest roots of my emotions
Find a meaning to a life not written
A simultaneous stream of now playing forever
Today I pledge to honor this now; this life; this soul
With the wind at our backs, a cinematic vision of the open road fills our hearts with the thrill of possibility.
Only the land to call home, we plot a path to nowhere
In this vulnerable state, we find strength
Strength of heart
Clarity in sight
The wilderness of life roars
Vicious and fierce
Soft and comforting
She is a kind land
Warms you with the blanket of the sun
Tucks you in with a sky filled with night lights send from millions of miles away
I can see her smiling back with each passing mile
Each sign a teaser
The sun is about to go to sleep in the West
Slowly, the colors of fall disappear into the darkness but the mental image remains
We forge ahead under the leadership of artificial light
Next sign says “rest ahead”
Body weary, but determined
With blood my our eyes I will myself back to a wakened state
The ominous darkness is but a trial in the courtroom of life
Breaking through mahogany doors to welcome the rising sun
A new concrete path paving the way for our marathon journey through life
Sunflowers waiting to quench our thirst
No finish line in sight
Sex, blood, tears and pain
Swimming in a pool of misery
Gluttony is laughing as we bleed out our innocence into this dirty pool we call life
Once clear with a future of hope; now murky and hazy
Perfection in our eyes
Each drink a new beginning; a new hope; a new lease
There she is
Is she a trophy for the night or the answers you seek?
She is beautiful in all this blindness
A nectar of temptation
Looking back you get the secret smile
The drink tells you she is the one
All your dreams wrapped up in this vision
You swim over only to be pushed to the point of drowning
Swim for the dream or the shore for survival?
Confusion sets in
Another voice telling you to go
In this perfection, doom is your destiny
Traveling down a road filled with bones and decay
Hold your breath
Let gravity pull you to your final rest
Hold me close, don’t let me go
You are the dancer sliding across the stage in my dreams
Swift as the wind, you glide through life with ease weaving through this tapestry of beautiful chaos
You are the music that awakens my feet and breaks the cement barrier holding me down
The day breaks me
The night even more
Freedom is a matter of principle to those that chose captivity
In this home, four walls define our next move
No way in; no way out
Apathetically, I wait
No hurry; no urge; no magic carpet to whisk me away
Hold me close, don’t let me go.
I’ve never touched you or felt your wet lips moisten this dry fleeting body
It is in this dream you dance closer to me
I stand on the edge of the stage waiting for you to leap off into my arms
Outstretched still, they are empty
One step closer, two steps back
Retreating further away from my invitation
Forever and ever I stand
No barriers, no walls, no love
Hold me close, don’t let me go
I open my eyes, touch my cold soft sheets slightly warmed from the sun’s light and sigh