It's always hard for a Westerner to surrender and enter into disipleship, and even harder if he/she is already famous. Recent examples could be Leonard Cohen (Zen)or Terence Stamp (Osho). One of the first in recent times to embark on this path was the illustrious writer Christoher Isherwood.
Here he tells the story of year long relation to Swami Prabhavananda of the Ramakrishna Order. From their first meeting to the death of the swami - and beyond. Of his introduction to the spiritual world, problems with his (homo)sexuality, his attempt at leading a monastic life. The problems he had to face while writing his large Ramakrishna biography Ramakrishna and His Disciplesand his renunciation of any kind of spiritual teachership.
The book is in large part based on qoutations from his diaries and is - that goes without saying - wellwritten and entertaining. In part the ironic and intellectual Englishman takes over but by and large the book is soaked in a fitting and rather beautiful humbleness. Though we don't get that much impression of the Isherwood who wrote such brilliant articles about spiritual subjects in Vedanta and the West 126.
A very valuable read that also paints portraits of fellow seekers like Aldous Huxley and Gerald Heard.