The works of Ādi Śaṅkarācārya

Bṛhadāraṇyakopaniṣadbhāṣyam

Verse 201

यदेव ते कश्चिदब्रवीत्तच्छृणवामेत्यब्र-वीन्मे सत्यकामो जाबालो मनो वै ब्रह्मे-ति यथा मातृमान्पितृमानाचार्यवान्ब्रूया-त्तथा तज्जाबालोऽब्रवीन्मनो वै ब्रह्मेत्यम-नसो हि किँ स्यादित्यब्रवीत्तु ते तस्या-यतनं प्रतिष्ठां न मेऽब्रवीदित्येकपाद्वा ए-तत्सम्राडिति स वै नो ब्रूहि याज्ञवल्क्यमन एवायतनमाकाशः प्रतिष्ठानन्द इत्ये-नदुपासीत कानन्दता याज्ञवल्क्य मनएव सम्राडिति होवाच मनसा वै सम्रा-ट्स्त्रियमभिहार्यते तस्यां प्रतिरूपः पुत्रोजायते स आनन्दो मनो वै सम्राट्परमं

In plain words

'Whatever else someone taught you, let's hear it.' Janaka says: 'My teacher, Satyakama Jabala, told me: the mind, truly, is Brahman. He taught it the way a real teacher does -- one shaped by a mother, a father, and a teacher. After all, what would anyone have without a mind?' 'But did he tell you its home and its foundation?' 'No -- so what you have, Your Majesty, is Brahman with only one foot.' 'Then you tell us, Yajnavalkya.' 'The mind itself is the home; space is the foundation; call it Bliss, and meditate on it that way.' 'What makes it blissful?' 'The mind itself, Your Majesty. Through the mind a man draws his wife close, and from her a son is born who carries his own likeness forward -- that is the bliss. The mind, Your Majesty, is the supreme --'

Close to the Sanskrit

Whatever someone told you -- 'let us hear that' -- [Janaka replied]: 'Satyakāma Jābāla told me -- 'the mind, indeed, is Brahman.' As one who has a mother, a father, and a teacher would speak, so did Jābāla say -- 'the mind, indeed, is Brahman'; for what would there be for one without a mind?' [Yājñavalkya asked:] 'But did he tell you its abode and support?' [Janaka:] 'He did not tell me that; this is indeed one-footed, O emperor.' [Janaka:] 'Then please tell us, Yājñavalkya.' [Yājñavalkya:] 'The mind alone is the abode; space is the support; call it bliss; one should meditate upon it thus.' [Janaka:] 'What is its bliss-quality, Yājñavalkya?' [Yājñavalkya] said: 'The mind itself, O emperor. By the mind, indeed, O emperor, a wife is embraced; in her a son is born in his own likeness -- that is the bliss. The mind, indeed, O emperor, is the supreme --'